Chapter 365
Kang Yeonhoo cleared his throat awkwardly and turned his head away.
“...Ahem, anyway, once we go in, let’s keep conversation to a minimum, alright?”
The stiff neck and darting eyes made him look like he was genuinely scared. For the first time, it struck me that he was my age—he finally looked like a peer.
“Yeonhoo-hyung, even if you’re scared, don’t cling to me too much.”
“...That will never happen, even if I die.”
Snapping back instantly, he spun around and went to the staff to reattach his mic.
‘He knows it’s fake, so what’s he even afraid of?’
I didn’t get it, but he was the type who always covered his own ass, so I figured he’d manage. He was an adult man, after all; at worst, he’d react like Sunghyun or Dajun—whimpering, sure, but nothing broadcast-breaking.
Dajun, who had milked snacks out of Black Call with shameless aegyo, tiptoed up to me.
“But hyung, will you be okay with the penalty?!”
“Why even ask him? Remember when he said he saw a ghost in the dorm? Seo Hoyun just told him to shut up, sprinkle some salt, and go to bed.”
Sunghyun butted in, his pale face regaining some color after escaping last place. With those two clinging to me and Jiwon tagging along whenever he got a chance, I shoved the trio away.