Eighteen's Bed

Chapter 10.2

“Crazy bastard.” I immediately shot back at Go Yohan’s words. Though, honestly, it was less of a rebuttal and more of a desperate denial.

“It’s not a lie. And even if it were, I’d never get caught.”

“Oh yeah? Then good luck with that.”

His gloomy face twisted into a mocking smile. His tone dripped with the leisure of someone who had already been caught, someone watching from a safe distance to see how long I could hold out.@@@@

Like hell I was going to get caught. Like hell I was going to live a life like that.

I glared at him.

“That would make me end up like Han Junwoo.”

“Hmm.”

Go Yohan tilted his head back and gazed at the sky. He stood there quietly for a moment, lost in thought, before stepping toward me.

Something felt off.

In the middle of the bustling crowd, it was as if only the two of us existed in complete silence.

I coughed lightly, and Go Yohan, watching me struggle, finally let go.

He patted my chest lightly, as if brushing off dust.

“I’ll treat you differently.”

A smirk bloomed at the corners of his lips.

A truly sinister smile.

“So, with that in mind, mind lending me your gym clothes? My shirt’s ruined since you wouldn’t wipe it off.”

Not Can I borrow them? but Give them to me.

He had no intention of returning them.

I shoved his hand away and snapped,

“You have your own.”

“What do I need mine for?”

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