AS Haneul started to stumble, Taeyang caught the moment in the mirror in front of them. His body reacted instinctively, moving before he could even think. He spun around, intending to catch Haneul and pull him up. But before he could reach him, the other guy—whose name Taeyang had already forgotten—had already steadied Haneul, holding him firmly in place.
Taeyang froze, his hand still suspended in the air. Watching someone else stepped in to help Haneul stirred an unexpected, complicated feeling inside him—like a knot tightening in his stomach. Regret washed over him, frustrated that he hadn't been quick enough to be the one to catch Haneul. He couldn't quite understand why he felt this way, and to be honest, he wasn't even sure where the feeling was coming from.
Could it be that he had some kind of hero complex?
