Seo turned the dial to shut off the water coming from the shower faucet in the room before briefly opening the door a crack in order to grab the pair of towels hanging off its outer knob. She draped one over her shoulders while using the other to pat down the other woman's hair.

Hana was sitting on the toilet in a two piece swim suit and she was stiffly holding her arms in front of her in the same position that the slings would have if she had been wearing them. Her hair was still damp when Seo pulled the towel away and the rest of her was dripping water but she made no move to rise. "Seo. I've been thinking the last couple of weeks and I've realized something. You moved all my things here, you got me a car, made sure to explain how all the utilities worked. This apartment was never supposed to be temporary was it?"

Seo slowly shook her head and she dropped down to crouch in front of her one time protege. "No Hana it wasn't. The other coaches thought so and they'd still say so if you asked them right now but they don't know what I do. The moment I saw your arms that day I knew your career was over even if you didn't realize it yet. Even if the physical therapy had been successful I wouldn't have let you compete again. The pressure of winning had gotten to you and it pushed you to the point that you were harming yourself."

She let go of the towel with one hand and brushed her fingers against the scar on Hana's elbow. "Don't get me wrong, I love Starcraft as much as you do but it's just a game. It's not worth doing this to yourself. When I learned about the injections I knew I had to protect you from yourself. I figured the best way to do that was to get you as far from Starcraft as I could. Moving you out of the team house into a new apartment, replacing your car, making sure you didn't have a gaming computer. I know I isolated you but that was the point. If I got you away from gaming then maybe you'd stop being D'va and remember that you're Hana Song."

Hana gradually rotated her hands as she stared at them, the incision scars on her wrists providing incontrovertible proof of what her pride had driven her to do. "I understand that now... I just don't know what to do with myself at this point. Starcraft is the only thing I know."

Seo held the towel out towards Hana. "Well, we can figure something out but I'm starting to get cold. You mind if we continue this conversation outside?" Hana nodded and stood up in order to let the other woman dry her off before they changed and exited the bathroom.

Lucio was seated crosslegged at the table in the living room, open textbooks in front of him as he scribbled something onto a sheet of paper. Intent on his studies he didn't even seem to notice they were there and Seo tilted her head towards the kitchen. Once Hana had joined her Seo gave Lucio a long appraising look. "Soooo..." she began with a sly smile. "Tell me all the details."

"Details?" stammered Hana. "What details?"

"Oh please, give me some credit Hana. I know you said he's your physical therapist but he's doing homework on your table and his laptop is right next to yours. Are you two dating or are you just dancing around each other right now?"

"We haven't been out on any actual dates but he's come over a few times. Mostly we've just watched movies or I've been coaching him at Starcraft. We did make out a little last night though." explained Hana.

"Wait what? You've been... coaching him?" Seo's teasing demeanor had vanished in a heartbeat and replaced with an almost disquieting calm.

"It was a trade. He asked me to help him get to silver rank so I agreed to to coach him if he gave me neck massages. Mostly I've just been making him do micro practice maps and telling him to focus on his macro so it's not like what you or the other coaches do."

Seo tapped her chin for a moment before going over to fetch her purse and grabbing her computer tablet. She fiddled around with it for a moment before playing up a video of a Starcraft game. "This is a game Min-Jun played in last week's Proleague match. I was watching it on the way over here. Tell me what you see."

Min-Jun was one of the lower ranked Terran players on the team who had been signed out of the amateur scene six months ago. Seo pressed play then hit an arrow so that the recording was running at four times the normal gameplay speed. Hana furrowed her brow as it played all the way through, Seo moving the camera angle when necessary to ensure they both saw what was happening. After it was done Hana pursed her lips then shook her head. "Let me see the other player's opening. I didn't see what time he put his factory down... okay that's what he did."

"Oh what's that Hana?"

"Min really likes his timing pushes. Whenever I practiced against him he would always build a group of marines and try to attack between the four and five minute mark. If he doesn't do any damage to the opponent's eco he can usually contain them then back off while expanding or teching up. The problem is that he tried to do it on this map. The natural has a really tight choke and his opponent knew the timing push was coming. He took an early gas and rushed to get tanks out. By the time Min's push arrived there were two tanks sieged up in range of that choke. Min lost half his marines and his opponent double expanded. After that it was just a matter of time until Min got overrun by a superior economy."

Hana lifted her eyes from the pad to look at Seo. "Min lost that game because he was predictable. He has good micro but he needs to mix his builds up. Throw in the occasional proxy rax or bunker rush, make him practice early expand builds."

As Seo started to put the pad away a thought occurred to Hana that she couldn't help but voice. "Why did you pick that video? Understanding what happened in that game was easy. If you were testing me then you should have picked a more challenging replay."

"Maybe, but it's not about what you see. Any professional player can watch someone else's game and see what went wrong. Being a good coach is about being able to successfully work with your players to identify their mistakes and make sure it doesn't happen next time. In a competitive environment that can be difficult since egos can, and do, get in the way. You have good insight but you've never been the most tactful of people."

Seo sighed and leaned back against the counter. "I don't want you to try and play competitively again but I don't want to just abandon you either. What you said earlier was true, Starcraft is all you know and some of that's my fault. I should have tried harder to keep you from dropping out of school but I was too excited about finding a potential bonjwa. You have plenty of money in the bank accounts we set up for you so you won't have to worry about that for a year or two. In the meantime I want to offer you a job once your rehab is done. You won't be playing at all, just watching games and writing up analysis's and scouting reports. It won't pay a lot but it'll cover your expenses until you can find something else to pursue."

"Hey, what are you two talking about over there?" Lucio had finally looked up from his studying and noticed the two of them in the kitchen. "Rice is on the stove, should still be warm."

Seo turned towards the oven to see a pot full of rice sitting there along with a pair of bowls and spoons waiting to be used. She filled both of the bowls and carried them over to the table before sitting down across from Lucio. "I owe you an apology Lucio. Hana told me that she wasn't alone before I came over. I knew you were in the apartment with her but when I saw you well... I assumed the wrong thing and threatened you when I shouldn't have so for that I apologize."

"It's fine really." Lucio replied while shrugging. "Honestly its happened so many times since I moved to Korea that it doesn't bother me anymore. Why bother getting upset over something I can't control?"

"You moved to South Korea? May I ask where you moved from and why? We have our fair share of people who stay temporarily but not many people who choose to live here. Most immigrants go somewhere else like the United States or Germany."

Lucio looked down, his eyes seemingly staring at the textbook in front of him but from the angle of his eyes Hana could tell what he was really looking at. A moment passed before Hana coughed and he started. "Sorry, it's a long story and I don't really want to get into it."

Hana caught her coach's eye and almost imperceptibly shook her head while mouthing the word 'no'. Seo leaned forward a bit as she took a look at what he was writing in order to change the subject. "Music composition? Do you have a specific genre you plan to write for?"

Lucio glanced down at the piece of paper he had been writing on. "I've only just started studying music this term. Right now I'm just learning notation. Lines, clefs, breaks and all that. Actually being able to write music will take a while."

Seo finally got around to actually eating some of the rice before responding. "So you became a physical therapist before studying music? That's very practical minded of you."

Lucio shrugged it off. "I know what it's like to not have money. I want to make music but I know I can't rely on that for money so I went for a degree in physical therapy first." He turned towards Hana and picked up her spoon. "Here, let me help you with that."

The conversation dwindled into silence as they all began to dig into their rice, Hana via the Brazilian's assistance. They may not have been saying anything out loud but just watching Hana and Lucio next to each other spoke volumes. Hana had always been somewhat difficult to get along with. She had a way of figuring out what other people's buttons were and how to push them. It had never been malicious but sometimes her target wasn't always laughing with her when she did it. But there wasn't any sign of that impish glee in Hana's eyes when she looked at Lucio. If anything there was a poorly concealed affection that looked almost alien when Hana was the one exhibiting it.

Once her bowl was empty Seo set it back down on the table and pushed herself to her feet. "Well I have to head back to the team house now. I'll come by at the same time tomorrow okay Hana?" She leaned forward, reaching across the table and mussing up Hana's hair before looking at the third person present. "It was nice meeting you Lucio. Take care of Hana for me will you?"

"Sure thing miss..." Lucio's voice trailed off. "I'm sorry I didn't get your full name."

"There's no need for that. You can just call me Seo. Behave yourself Hana."

As Seo was putting her shoes back on by the front door she caught a brief glimpse of them before leaving. Hana was lying on her back, her head resting on Lucio's leg as he continued his studies. Seo smiled to herself and quietly closed the door behind her as she left.