Jiho pointed at Ji-hoon's face, her finger steady and eyes unwavering. "Look at his face," she said plainly.
The others turned to Ji-hoon, who had been too preoccupied with his sore cheek to notice the source of their amusement.
As their eyes fell on his face, they collectively burst into laughter.
"Hahahahaha".
Ji-hoon's face was plastered with white powder, making him look like a comical ghost.
In their rush to tend to Ji-hoon's injury, they hadn't taken a good look at him. Now, the sight of Ji-hoon with a dusting of flour on his face was too much to bear.
"Hahaha... Jihoon, hahaha, what the hell is this?" Min-seo managed to say between bursts of laughter, his voice laced with amusement as he tried his best not to laugh uncontrollably.
