NBFF 165

White, slender fingers tapped irregularly against the desk.

Han Su-yeon let out a short sigh and flipped through the documents.

“How long are they planning to keep wavering like this?”

Han Su-yeon’s gaze shifted.

They were the same tedious documents she had been looking at for years, but she couldn’t treat the ones in front of her the same way.

Because behind these numbers, listed as always, were the lives of countless people.

‘These are fairly decent figures, aren’t they…?’

Her brow furrowed as she recalled the response she had received earlier from one of the powerful figures in the Blue House.

It wasn’t a matter of whether his words were right or wrong.

It was the unavoidable gap in perspective between someone who had stood directly on the front lines and someone sitting behind a desk.

More than anything, she knew all too well that behind their decisions, patched…