Vol 2. Chapter 8
Ah—this feels ominous.
Watching the flowers swaying gently in the wind, Kang Yeonhoo steadied his restless heart and started walking again.
“Oh, Yeonhoo! Hello.”
“Hello.”
As he walked through the WH building, familiar faces greeted him warmly, and Kang Yeonhoo responded with a trustworthy smile.
Everywhere he passed, trainees gasped in admiration, and staff members looked at him like a dependable partner.
Polite smile, perfect tone, ideal distance—everything about him was impeccable.
But his pace was gradually speeding up.
Still, he had to stop when he reached the second-floor railing that overlooked the WH Entertainment lobby.
—Whiiistle—
The sound made him turn his head, and the employees bustling through the first floor also stopped, their gazes all drawn to one spot.
—Whiiistle——