Fucked.
I lowered my gaze involuntarily, only to see my hands shaking uncontrollably as they clung to the sink.
He said he was out, but when the hell did he come back in?
Even in such moments, my brain habitually started assessing the situation.
Did Kang Ichae see the blood?
Yes, he did.
Do I have any excuses that could get me through?
No, he’s not one to be fooled.
What if I honestly said it was because of a system penalty?
I’d just end up visiting more wards in the hospital.
What about hitting him on the head to cause amnesia?
Death might come quicker.
Whatever I do, I’m going to look crazy…
My nape tingled.
With the thought that I should say something to clear the air, I turned off the faucet and opened my mouth.
“Ichae, first….”
At that moment, Kang Ichae stepped out of the doorway and entered the bathroom.
The sound of slippers hitting the wet floor unnecessarily made my ears perk up.
Regardless of whether I stopped talking or kept staring, Kang Ichae approached the toilet, checked its contents, and then firmly pressed the lever with his finger.
Swoooosh…
“…”
As the sound of the water flushing ended, silence hovered.
It was blatantly obvious he had intentionally cut off my words.
“There are a few things I want to check before calling an ambulance.”
Kang Ichae’s gaze moved from the toilet to the sink, and then to me.
What do I do now?
Gone was the laughter, and though he tried to appear calm, his eyes were blazing.
The members might make a fuss seeing someone sick, but I didn’t think it warranted this level of anger.
Did I touch a nerve?
Usually, half of what he said was jokes and pranks, and I had never seen him with a downturned mouth, so honestly, I felt a bit cautious.
“Do you have some incurable disease?”
“…No.”
“Then, trauma related to hospitals?”
“…No, nothing like that.”
“Then why?”
Kang Ichae’s eyes narrowed as he met my gaze.
“Why are you holed up here?”
A red alert went off in my head.
I quickly tried to add more words to prevent Kang Ichae from continuing his thought.
“Kang Ichae, wait, wait…. Cough. Ahem.”
Just then, a cough erupted, and the blood I was holding in my mouth spewed out.
The atmosphere in the bathroom grew even colder.
“…It’s not what you think.”
After blinking hard once, I finished organizing my thoughts.
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♪ • Trashy PD Surviving As An Idol ★°•
FantasySynopsis [Congratulations Seo Hoyun! You have been selected as a player in the Unknown Idol Tycoon.] The good-for-nothing PD, who is criticized by everyone, becomes a unknown idol in a parallel world. Only his younger sibling remembers him. To retu...
