INK AND SHADOWS [???]

The weekend finally arrived, bringing Hara a much-needed escape from the chaos of school.

In her uncle Jungkook's tattoo shop, she felt at peace, her tattoo machine buzzing rhythmically as she worked on her last customer of the day.

Her focus was unwavering, the intricate design coming to life under her skilled hands.

"Hara, you're spoiling my customers," Jungkook teased as he watched from the counter.

"Do you know how many of them specifically request you? You're going to drive me out of business."

Hara chuckled, wiping down her tools. "Don't be dramatic, uncle. You know I only help out on weekends."

Jungkook shook his head, a smile tugging at his lips. "Still, you've got talent, kid. If only your weekdays weren't so busy, you'd have a lineup out the door."

Meanwhile, across town, Jay and his best friends Sunghoon and Jake were gearing up for a night out.

"We need this," Jake said, pulling on his jacket.

"It's been a long week."

As they prepared to leave, Jake suddenly turned to Jay, his expression serious.

"Hey, man, I've been meaning to ask... did you, uh, use protection that night?"

Jay's face fell, his mind racing. He tried to recall the hazy details of that night, but nothing came to him.

Panic gripped him.

"What if I didn't?" he muttered, his voice barely audible.

"What if... what if she...?"

Jake placed a hand on Jay's shoulder. "Relax. We don't even know if anything happened."

But Jay couldn't shake the fear. What if he'd made a mistake that could change his life forever?

Determined to find answers, he suggested they visit the nightclub where it all began, hoping to see the silver-haired girl again.

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At the tattoo shop, Hara finished her work for the day, exhaustion settling in. She glanced at the mirror, the dark green wig Rara had lent her sitting on the counter.

"You're thinking about going, aren't you?" Rara's voice cut through Hara's thoughts.

Hara hesitated. "I don't know. What if he's there?"

Rara smirked. "That's why I gave you the wig. No one will recognize you. You need to unwind, Hara. You've been carrying too much lately."

After a moment of contemplation, Hara nodded.

"Alright, fine. Let's go."

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The club pulsed with energy, the music loud and intoxicating. Hara felt a surge of adrenaline as she stepped inside, the wig and heavy makeup transforming her into someone unrecognizable.

For the first time in days, she felt free.

Jay, already at the bar with a drink in hand, noticed her almost immediately. Her vibrant appearance caught his attention, and in his slightly drunken state, he sauntered over.

"Haven't seen you here before," he said, offering her a drink.

Hara accepted, her heart racing as she tried to maintain her cool.

They talked, laughed, and eventually made their way to the dance floor. The world around them faded as they moved to the rhythm, their inhibitions melting away.

When the fatigue finally hit, they stepped outside to catch their breath. The cool night air was refreshing, and Jay pulled out a cigarette, offering one to Hara.

She accepted, their conversation turning more personal as they smoked.

"Do you ride?" Jay asked, nodding toward his superbike parked nearby.

Hara shook her head. "Never had the chance."

Jay grinned. "Hop on. I'll show you what it's like."

Without hesitation, Hara climbed onto the bike, wrapping her arms around Jay's waist as they sped through the city.

The wind whipped past them, and for a moment, all her worries disappeared.

They stopped at the Han River Bridge, the city lights reflecting off the water. Jay leaned against the railing, lighting another cigarette.

"I've been coming here a lot lately," he admitted.

"Trying to figure things out. There's this girl I've been looking for. She has silver hair, and I... I think I might've... you know."

Hara's heart pounded, but she kept her expression neutral.

"Sounds like she's someone special."

Jay shrugged, exhaling a cloud of smoke. "I don't even remember her face. But I can't stop thinking about her. What if she's in trouble because of me?"

Hara placed a hand on his arm, her voice gentle.

"You'll figure it out. Just don't be too hard on yourself."

There's no way he's still thinking about me...

"Yeah, thank you"

As the night wore on, Jay dropped Hara off at a random bus stop. Before she got off the bike, he hesitated.

"Hey, can I... can I get a kiss? Just a light one," he asked, his voice almost shy but he also naughtily smirked at her.

Hara leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before stepping away. As she watched him ride off into the night, a realization hit her.

She might be falling for Jay Park.

Her classmate, her one night stand.