"Yoon Seoyul?"
"Yoon Seoyul!!"
Cheon Areum rushed to Yoon Seoyul's side, pulling the arm that was gripping the man's neck. The man remained completely unresponsive, even after being released from Cheon Areum's manipulation.
"What are you doing? Are you planning to kill him?"
The man's body slumped to the ground at their feet. Cheon Areum stepped in front of Yoon Seoyul, stunned. He stared at Yoon Seoyul, who appeared utterly unfazed. The main character, the protagonist, the male lead of this book—he was supposed to be a kind-hearted person who wouldn't even dare hit a stranger! He couldn't just go around killing people. Doubting his own perception of Yoon Seoyul, Cheon Areum studied his expression... Why did he look like he was on the verge of crying?
Thunderstruck, he rubbed his eyes and looked again. Yoon Seoyul wore the same nonchalant expression, but if you looked closely into his eyes, there was a strange hint of sadness.
"...What's wrong?"
"Let me sleep here tonight."
