"What?"
Bo Wen turned around so fast that he found himself feeling dizzy.
A smirk graced June's lips, and at that moment, Bo Wen felt that he was familiar.
"Jun Hao," he whispered.
"What was that?" June teasingly asked despite hearing him crystal clear.
Bo Wen shook his head, his palms and armpits sweating despite the cool air.
"No," he muttered.
For a second, the handsome idol appeared like his old friend. Looking at him now, Jun Hao and June smirked the same way.
However, it couldn't be.
Jun Hao was long dead, buried six feet under the ground. That night still haunted him up to this day, wondering if what he did was worth it or not.
"H—How'd you know about my family?" Bo Wen asked.
June crossed his arms in front of his chest.
