BP 25

In the dark room, the phone flashed and the ringtone sounded loudly.

"Ugh..."

Seung-hyun, barely pushing his upper body up with his arms, found that his head wouldn't listen to its owner. It felt heavy as lead, almost dropping onto the sheets. Letting out a groan, Seung-hyun sat up and leaned his back against the wall. While rubbing his damp eyelids, he burst into a cough. He frowned, repeatedly clearing his throat. His throat felt scratchy and stinging.