Chapter 394
Why the hell is he here?
And not even at the Seoul dorm, but at the rented pension for schedules—how did he even find out?
“You’re looking at me like I’m a ghost.”
Joo Woosung, blinking at my stunned face, adjusted Nyangnyangie in his arms and casually plopped down on one of the terrace chairs.
“...You followed me? Even brought Nyangnyangie?”
“What the—hey, am I crazy? Why would I waste ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) my time following you all the way out here?”
Guess he’d completely forgotten about that time he followed me all the way to LA because he was bored.
I flicked my eyes toward the living room—luckily, the members hadn’t noticed Woosung’s arrival on the first-floor terrace.
So I sat opposite him. Nyangnyangie stretched leisurely, then padded toward me with slow, elegant steps.
As I scratched under the cat’s chin and listened to it purr, Woosung finally started explaining.
“With Black Call’s comeback prep overlapping with WH Concert rehearsals, I can hardly go home. I don’t like letting people into my house, but relying on a petsitter has its limits... so I figured I’d leave her with my cousin in Jeju for a while. Nyangnyangie’s mom is there, you know.”
He rambled on as if it were a grand excuse, but every sentence was riddled with holes.