“Ah… you used your ability,” Yeonsu figured. “Yes, I used it a little.” The man gave a playful wink. Having never met someone who spoke so openly about their ability, Yeonsu was at a loss for words. “If he’d reported it, we’d both be fugitives. I had no choice.” Yeonsu was intensely curious about what the man’s ability was to make Seungmin leave so obediently, but she didn’t ask. It was an unspoken rule among ability users. They tended to avoid questions about their powers, which were both their weaknesses and their weapons. For a moment, they simply stared at each other. It was then that she understood why she couldn’t read anything when he had touched her: fellow ability