Suga's body stiffened, his eyelids throbbed but he still didn't dare to open his eyes.
Did they change their minds after seeing my skinny body? I'm a beta male! Did they finally realize that I'm not an omega?
Slowly opening his eyes, he couldn't clearly see the men surrounding him, but he could discern the direction their heads were turning.
In response, Suga also turned his head to see what had captured their attention and made them fall into a strange silent.
"..."
Though he couldn't see much, Suga could absolutely identify the figure standing with arms folded across his chest. The man's red eyes seemed to glow under the moonlight, highlighting his tall and sturdy frame.
Even though the man was simply standing still, Suga's entire body broke out in goosebumps.
Why did it have to be that man who came here?
If it was someone else, maybe he could ask for help— but this maniacal man? There was no way he would graciously help him.
