I lay on the bed for a long time, lost in pointless thoughts, when suddenly a thirst overtook me. It was probably because the stew that had come with my meal was too salty. I pouted my lips and, after a brief moment of hesitation, got up. It had only been an hour and a half since I had closed the door and staged my protest.

"I really have no patience."

I pressed the back of my head, which had been heavily flattened, with my palm as I unlocked the door. In the process, I strained my ears, trying to detect Go Yohan’s presence. The fact that I couldn’t find any trace of him in that small gap only proved that I was still a fool who couldn't help himself. No sounds, no movements.

"Did he go out?"

I let the door handle fall uselessly as I turned it. Yeah, it was my fault for expecting something. I shook my head lightly, blaming myself. Well, it was me who had said I wouldn't come out until the assignment was done. But still, the faint feeling of disappointment kept bubbling up, and I couldn't shake it off. It was so pathetic.

"...What are you doing, really? Kang Jun."

I scratched my cheek, feeling embarrassed, and opened the door fully. And then I saw him. Go Yohan. Leaning against the wall next to the door, he was asleep, his back bent slightly. I had missed him, hidden by the door. My heart stopped, as if I couldn't breathe when I saw the tips of his pale toes. But the moment I saw the back of his head fully exposed, my heart began to race wildly.