The sunlight reflecting from the glass doors of the balcony lightened up Ye Jun's face. His eyes fluttered open, and he found himself in his old house. He had totally forgotten where he was. Sleeping on the sofa the whole night, his legs went sore and backache a little. He sat upright and rubbed his face abruptly. Picked his phone up to see the time. It was 9 am, and he was shocked to see sixty-seven missed calls from Se Jeong.
He called her back, his eyes still trying to adjust to the bright light outside.
"Hello?" He said as she picked up the call.
"Park Ye Jun! Where are you? Everybody is finding you here. They told me you didn't even check in the hotel? What is going on?" She questioned, one after another.
Ye Jun massaged the back of his neck and coldly answered.
"I will be back in half an hour."
"And how am I supposed to keep them here for no reason?" She humped on the phone.
"It's fine. You can say you don't know. I'll handle everything else," he answered.
"But-"
