BP 44

He felt a bit disappointed that there was no separate PT session today. Although he had come to lightly loosen up his body before shooting practice, he still felt it wasn't enough. His mind was far too cluttered. Moreover, it was filled with types of worries he had never even considered, swirling around in a dizzying mess. Far from organizing them, even suppressing them was overwhelming. Even now, while walking at a fairly brisk pace, Seung-hyun abruptly cranked up the speed.

Two guiding sessions in the morning. Shooting practice and a consultation in the afternoon. And the night with Ha Jae-il. Recapping his schedule, Seung-hyun frowned. As he continued to run at a speed higher than a jog, he quickly became breathless. His heart beat rapidly, and blood surged through his entire body. As oxygen became scarce, his mind and body grew faint. Seung-hyun had no intention of slowing down. The sound of his panting echoed loudly in his ears.

He didn't think the actions the man had shown were lies. They wouldn't be. He didn't want to believe that the warmth and softness had been something forced.