Chapter 229
It was Kang Ichae.
At the same time, the area below suddenly turned noisy. The sound of trainees scrambling off in a panic echoed up the stairs—clearly, they’d recognized his voice.
Kang Ichae only flicked his eyes downward to glance below the stairs, then turned his gaze back to me.
He was dressed in tight-fitting black slacks paired with a round-neck cropped short-sleeve top. A black choker was wrapped around his neck. It looked too simple to be a stage outfit.
“Came to see the funny and cheerful rapper, huh?”
This bastard’s got good ears.
Still chewing gum like some punk, Kang Ichae rested his right foot on a step with a thud and started tying the laces on his combat boots.
“Hyung, I’ve got good instincts, you know.”
“...Huh?”
I bit the inside of my cheek and responded as casually as I could.
Sweat was trickling down my back, but my makeup kept my complexion looking normal.
“But I’m feeling very uneasy right now.”