Yu jin's POV
"Follow me. I have a genius plan," Woo Min said, and I went because there wasn't a better option.
Rin's laugh came through the thin door. The TV light painted the hallway. He didn't know anything was going on. Woo Min closed the door behind us and leaned with his shoulder against it. The room felt smaller with the door shut. He didn't look at the living room; he looked at me like he wanted straight answers.
"Options," he said. "Lay them out."
I sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my thumb along the seam until my hand stopped shaking. "Public humiliation."
"No," he said flat. "Too messy."
"Corporate pressure," I said. "Find something in his work. Quiet influence. Make his day-to-day a war."
He considered that for a beat. "Risky, but cleaner."
I almost said nothing else, but the stupid idea burned like a fresh cut. "Fake pregnancy rumor."
He slammed his palm on the door. The knock shook the frame. "No. No way. Don't even think about that."
