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Part 1: Shadows in the Gallery – The Setup A quiet corner of a large city—a semi-empty business district. Few people were here, and offices stood half-empty. Among them was a private art gallery. It looked austere, with smooth glass walls, dim lighting inside, and a silence found only in places where everyone spoke in whispers, as if afraid to startle the art. Janhae, the gallery's curator, worked here. She decided which paintings to display. Everyone spoke of her with respect: she had excellent taste, was always composed, calm, and confident. From the outside, it seemed nothing could upset her. But recently, paintings had started to disappear from the gallery. They weren't the most expensive pieces, not those collectors would pay millions for. Instead, they were special—each one linked to Janhae's personal history. For her, every such artwork was like a page from her own life. When they vanished, it struck her deeply. The police believed these were ordinary thefts; someone simply taking advantage of the quiet area and minimal security. But Janhae didn't believe in coincidences. She felt someone was specifically choosing these paintings to hurt her. All this time, Jingjing Yu was there, working as the gallery’s security officer. She had experience in solving art thefts, so she noticed small details others missed. She saw how Janhae tried to remain calm, but sometimes her hand trembled slightly when she looked at an empty pedestal, or a flicker of worry crossed her eyes, which the curator quickly hid. Jingjing decided to investigate unofficially, without waiting for formal procedures. She didn't push for answers or demand explanations. Instead, she simply stood by, observing, trying to be the silent support no one asked for. One rainy night, Janhae and Jingjing stayed late at the gallery. Janhae was checking inventories, comparing numbers—a routine she had done many times after the thefts. Jingjing walked through the halls, as usual. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, until the alarm suddenly screamed. A second later, the lights went out—not flickering or dimming, but going completely dark, as if someone had pulled a master switch. Jingjing was the first to understand. This wasn’t panic, nor a power outage—someone had deliberately cut the power. She pulled out her flashlight, but its beam was lost in the vast halls. Then she heard it: somewhere deep within the gallery, beyond a row of statues, someone was moving. Not towards them, but towards the service exit, to the storage rooms where paintings removed from exhibition were kept. Jingjing gestured for Janhae to stay put. Should I share Part 2? #janjingjing #janhae #jingjingyu #fypシ #janhaeployshompoo

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