"BABE, why are you glued to your phone?"
Garam heard Song Sihyuk, who was just sitting beside him in the backseat of the car, but he didn't raise his head.
I'm busy.
Hence, he just continued checking the fan account that was keeping track of his albums' sales record.
"Lim Garam."
Haaah.
"I'm just checking my album sales, Hyung," Garam said, finally lifting his head to look at Song Sihyuk. "Can't I use my phone anymore?"
"I didn't say that," Song Sihyuk said, raising an eyebrow, "Why are you suddenly snapping at me, Lim Garam? Did I do or say something wrong?"
Garam had to use all the remaining self-control in his body not to snap.
To be honest, he thought he could still tolerate Song Sihyuk.
But after watching the morning news earlier— the news that confirmed that Park Yoona, his attacker, was put in jail not because of assault but because of drug use.
I can tell that it's Sihyuk Hyung's doing.
To be fair, Garam was relieved that his attacker was punished.
