"Yuseong, Nakyoo Seong. Wake up!" A desperate voice echoed persistently. As he clutched his throbbing head and pushed himself up, Nakyoo Seong saw Ji Seon Woo beside him, letting out a relieved sigh. "Are you okay?" Ji Seon Woo checked his condition once more. Should he call it typical of a guide, or just typical of Ji Seon Woo? With a...
"Yuseong, Nakyoo Seong. Wake up!" A desperate voice echoed persistently. As he clutched his throbbing head and pushed himself up, Nakyoo Seong saw Ji Seon Woo beside him, letting out a relieved sigh. "Are you okay?" Ji Seon Woo checked his condition once more. Should he call it typical of a guide, or just typical of Ji Seon Woo? With a vague nod, Nakyoo Seong returned the gesture, taking a moment to assess Ji Seon Woo’s condition as well. "Who’s worrying about who here?" The words slipped out before he could stop them. But he couldn’t help it. Looking at Ji Seon Woo, with those wide eyes filled with concern, was frustrating. His disheveled hair and the small scratches littering his pale skin made it clear—he was far from fine. Especially considering how fragile he already was, like a glass
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