Eighteen’s Bed

Chapter 22.2

“Hey, buddy…”

Kang Suhyeon reached out and mimed running his hand along Go Yohan’s long frame. His face was filled with clear admiration.

It was obvious what he was thinking. How could it not be? Go Yohan was someone who naturally stood out. His striking looks played a role, sure, but his overwhelming presence—like he was twice the size of an average person—was what really did it. Even in just a simple t-shirt and jeans. It must have been frustrating for Kang Suhyeon that Go Yohan drew more attention than him, despite all his effort to dress up. But life was inherently unfair like that.

“Buddy, are you interested at all?”

“You told me to bring someone decent.”

“That’s not what I meant!”

Kang Suhyeon let out a deep sigh. He even grabbed his own face, groaning in frustration.

“What kind of bait did you bring to drag in stage lighting? That’s insane.”

“Then should we leave? I can just go.”

“What? No? Where do you think you’re going?”

As if he had been waiting for it, he turned his body—but this damn group leader grabbed my shirt.

“This meeting only happened because of your picture. If you don’t show up, I’ll be the one getting cursed out.”

“What? Hey, where the hell did you get my picture?”

“Where do you think? Your damn expensive number. Huh? I got my hands on it in a panic, just in case you tried to bail again. What are you gonna do about it?”

Hearing that he had seen my profile picture, I shut my mouth. One way or another, I was the villain for ghosting the team project.

“Ahem, right. Got it.”

Shit. I subtly turned my face away from Kang Suhyeon and cursed silently under my breath.

And why the hell was Go Yohan just standing there? Just a few years ago, he used to sneer at any mention of girls. Now he was tagging along to a blind date? Unbelievable. What, is he suddenly curious? Or does he want to experience a whole new world?

Whatever it was, it didn’t change the fact that I hated this situation.

I shot him a look full of resentment. Honestly, it was pretty obvious. But the bastard just stood there, observing, slowly running his index finger along his chin.

Annoying bastard. Pissing me off bastard.

As expected, everything that came out of Go Yohan’s mouth was a lie. What was that bullshit about listening to me? Like I’m some kind of religion? And I was the idiot who got caught up in it. Asshole.

“Uh, hey, buddy?”

“Huh? Me? You called me?”

“Yeah.”

While I was glaring at Go Yohan and biting my lip, he briefly glanced at me before looking away and answering Kang Suhyeon.

For a second, I had hope.

While my frustration was boiling over, a tiny spark of hope flickered inside me.

Yeah, at least now, at this moment, say you want nothing to do with this stupid bullshit. Cause a scene and walk away, like you usually do.

But instead of that, Go Yohan’s gaze slowly followed Kang Suhyeon’s arm down to the fabric of my shirt he was gripping.

“You’re gonna wrinkle my friend’s clothes.”

“Really?”

“Obviously, right?”

Damn it. Of course.

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