Yueul blinked in surprise. Was that really Wooheon speaking? No, it wasn’t exactly sweet, but the way they bantered made it feel that way. Even the soft laughter that followed felt more like something Wooseok would do, not Wooheon.
Carefully, Yueul let go of the door handle and retreated down the stairs.
‘What’s going on...?’
It was hard to believe that the cold and rigid Wooheon could speak like that. If Yueul didn’t know better, he would have thought it was Wooseok in there instead.
“If he can be so sweet like that, why does he act so mean all the time?”
If Wooheon treated other people like that, Wooseok wouldn’t have offered such a deal in the first place.
Yueul shuddered, rubbing his arms to chase away the goosebumps as he returned to his room.
‘...Should I say something? It would be a win-win for both of us if he changed like that.’
