Seo-Jun's steps faltered. His breath hitched without warning, and he stared, as if the world had stopped moving.
"Jo-Pil…"
The name came out like a plea, one he wished would reverse everything and make this situation seem like a lie.
Beside him, Ki-hoon's chest tightened painfully. He'd never seen Jo-Pil like this. He looked... broken. And the sobs coming from his lips.
His knees went weak, and if he failed to contain himself, he might fall, and his knees would hit the ground.
Seo-Jun suddenly gritted his teeth, turning to Min-Cheol and aggressively grabbing him by the collar.
No matter how he looked at it, the one behind this was Min-Cheol.
There was no other reason, no one else, who would make Jo-Pil like this.
He was fine when he left.
"What happened?" he asked, his rage-filled tone furiously directed at Min-Cheol.
But Min-Cheol did not resist. He wasn't the one behind this but even so, he lost the will to argue.
