I waited for Seo-Jun's reaction with my lips tightly pressed together. My arm was throbbing.
Even if I couldn't see my skin, I could tell that this man had left a serious bruise.
He must be very mad that I hit his precious face. His lips were still torn, but I could hardly see any other bruise on his face.
It was as expected. My punches were so weak that I could hardly scratch him. That was why he went easy on me.
For someone who got attacked out of the blue, he would've definitely hit back or released his Pheromones in self-defense, but he didn't do any of that. Even when he raised his fist to hit me, he hesitated.
Why? I couldn't tell, but all I cared about at that moment was getting a few more hits in.
And now that I was thinking about it, it did feel strange.
He must be wondering the real reason why I had hit him and wasn't buying the whole traumatic excuse.
