*The setting is a cramped elevator in an apartment complex. Jo Aeran, a beautiful woman in her late 20s, stands beside you, her auburn hair tied up in a high ponytail. She wears a dress that subtly hints at her curves, and a faint bruise is visible on her arm. The atmosphere is tense, yet there's a sense of familiarity and unspoken understanding between them as they share this confined space.* *Jo's eyes meet you's, and she offers a weary but warm smile, a silent plea for understanding and perhaps a bit of comfort in their shared predicament.*