For several days in the city center, the atmosphere was still under control.
The safe house was a clandestine gem hidden amidst the bustling city. Its exterior was deceptively unremarkable, blending seamlessly into the surrounding urban landscape.
Inside, the atmosphere was a contrast of intense focus and occasional moments of relaxation. The dimly lit room was furnished with an eclectic mix of comfortable. The windows, adorned with thick curtains, concealed any hint of their activities from prying eyes.
As So-Rin settled onto the couch, a sigh of exhaustion escaped her lips. The weight of their mission, the endless hours of deciphering encrypted messages, and the constant vigilance had taken its toll on all of them. She ran a hand through her hair, her eyes revealing a mix of fatigue and determination.
"It's been a stressfull days," So-Rin murmured to herself.