133 – Recolor

What more could he say? He poured out apology after apology. Yeon-jun rubbed his face as if washing it with dry hands. Eun-ha carefully grabbed his wrist and pulled it down, as if asking him to look at him for a moment. It wasn't an easy task, as the hand covering the face was tense.

“Hyung, look at me. Please? I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.”

“Seriously... seriously, Hyung is just...”