Although he tried to sound confident, Ji-Won had to admit that his current situation didn't look good at all.
From the moment he put the seatbelt on, his forehead began watering. Not even two minutes into the ride and Ji-Won was already sweating profusely. A pool of sweat gathered at the base of his neck, drenching the collar and lapels of his shirt. On top of that, his heart was beating irregularly and his breath was becoming shallow at a rapid pace.
With each passing moment, Ji-Won was drawing closer and closer to the verge of fainting.
While they waited at a red stop, Seo-Jun kept glancing at him from time to time, worried that Ji-Won might not just pass out the next moment, but even stop breathing altogether. The very thought gave him chills and he almost cussed out loud.
Trying to keep his mind from wandering in that direction, Seo-Jun tapped his index finger against the steering wheel, a gesture that clearly betrayed his current nervousness.
