I'M STILL alive?
Wonhee was pleasantly surprised when she opened her eyes and realized that she didn't wake up in the Afterlife or something.
Instead of angels or demons, she was greeted by Song Moonho.
To be fair, this ahjussi has the face of an angel but the heart of a demon.
"Wonhee-ssi, you're awake," Song Moonho greeted her with a smile— the smile of an angel, but the glint in his eyes was kind of evil. "You're insulting me in your head, aren't you?"
"No, not at all," Wonhee lied with a straight face, her voice slightly hoarse. "How am I still alive?"
Song Moonho handed her a water bottle, the lid already twisted open. "Take a guess."
Wonhee would have been annoyed by Song Moonho's vague question.
But she soon realized why the ahjussi said that instead of simply giving her a direct answer.
Ah, my chest…
Wonhee put a hand over her chest. "It's cold in here."
Song Moonho leaned against the chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "It should be."
