“Young Lord…?” Seongyul stared at me, eyes widening. He subtly hid the fist he’d been clenching. Damn it. “…Yeah. You’re awake now?” If I’d been even a little later, I might’ve smashed his head in. I forced a smile so he wouldn’t notice. That was close. When I spoke with an awkward grin, Seongyul’s pupils trembled like he’d gone insane....
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