“Ugh,” Song Ha-Eun groaned. She'd woken up unusually early.0

Kwon Oh-Jin had left at dawn with Vega to train, leaving Song Ha-Eun alone in the small, silent room.0

“I guess I should get up and start getting ready.”0

For the first time in a long while, she had somewhere to be.0

Splash!0

“Ahhh! It's freezing!”0

The cold water bit into her skin as the water heater failed to work.0

When I move out, I’m definitely getting a place with reliable hot water.0

Shivering, she grabbed a towel and dried herself off. She opened the drawer under the bed and pulled out her prosthetic leg. 0

She faintly groaned as the hard surface of the cheap prosthetic pressed uncomfortably against her knee.0

She rummaged through the rest of the drawer which she hadn’t opened in a long time. She struggled to find what she was looking for by touch. After more minutes of searching, she finally found her card and ID.0

My card, ID, and… As for clothes, hopefully, there’s nothing weird.0

She fumbled around, putting on a turtleneck and jeans. Getting dressed was one thing, but a good outfit was an entirely different challenge. She couldn’t see how the colors matched or how the style blended together, so she pulled at her clothes anxiously, sighing.0

As if tugging at them is suddenly...0