Chapter 22

Ihyun wanted to disappear. The blatant, degrading words stung. He had already picked at his cuticles so much that blood smeared his fingertips. “Stop talking bullshit.” “Ah, come on! Stay out of this.” Heechan spat a curse at Suhyun, who had stepped in. Sujeong sat with his chin resting on his hand, watching the scene unfold like a bored bystander. Only Suhyun was getting angry on Ihyun’s behalf. “That homo shit suits Suhyun or Kang Ihyun, not you. Right?” “Right.”