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Sukhoon walked in the hallway in high dudgeon, cursing to himself after the encounter with Namjoon. He couldn't contain his anger any longer, need to let it out as soon as possible. He was on the verge of punching the concrete wall if he wasn't in the BigHit building.
"Stupid Kim Namjoon! I'll make sure he will pay for all this misery. That pathetic asshole!!" He spats in hatred and grudge.
"Sukhoon-ssi!"
Sukhoon almost jumped out at the sudden interruption, flabbergasted when he almost collided with Sejin as his attention was distracted earlier.
"I heard you were cursing someone..." said Sejin as he gawks at the manager with a quizzical look. He notices the reddened face of the manager.
Sukhoon anxiously swallowed his own saliva, crossing his finger that Sejin didn't fully hear to his rants just now. He grinned nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Ah, Sejin-ssi. I was mumbling to myself..." he lied effortlessly.
Sejin puckers his eyebrows. "Don't say that you were cursing yourself Sukhoon. That will be weird though..." he alleged conspicuously.
Sukhoon clears his throat, let out an awkwardly. "Yeah, I was just mad at myself for being forgetful. I left my phone at home today..." he speaks another lie like it was his daily food.
