The wet tile sent me sliding sideways, my shoulder slamming into the shower wall.
Pills scattered across the bathroom floor like tiny white confetti, bouncing off the tiles and rolling toward the drain.
"Shit," I breathed, dropping to my knees.
My hands scrambled across the wet floor, gathering pills that had begun dissolving in the puddles.
The shower continued running, steam billowing around me as I counted what remained salvageable.
Twenty pills. Maybe twenty-one if I could scrape the residue from that one.
Not enough. Not nearly enough for the weeks of filming ahead.
A sharp knock echoed through the bathroom door.
"Jiwon? You okay in there? I heard something fall."
Yuhyun's voice carried that familiar note of concern that made my chest tighten.
"I'm fine!" I called back, my voice cracking slightly. "Just slipped on the wet floor."
My hands moved frantically, scooping up the remaining intact pills.
