"The speculation." Taekyung turned his phone. Showed them the screen. "Interview just finished airing. The posts are already going."
He handed the phone over.
X. The trending page.
Han Soorin. Third place in Seoul trends. Rising.
Haejin took it. Read. His expression went dark.
Soorin pulled out her own phone. Opened X with shaking hands.
Her name. Right there. Trending.
She clicked it.
And immediately regretted it.
The discourse had split into two very distinct threads. Both growing fast. Both getting worse by the second.
Thread one: [She's a chaebol daughter. Rich family. Hiding her background. The expensive car. The Pyeongchang-dong address. The way she carried herself on camera—confident, unbothered by questions about wealth.]
People were connecting dots she'd never actually confirmed.
Thread two was uglier.
So much uglier.
