Nam Seung Sik 2

You were standing near the bike rack after the start, holding onto your backpack strap, waiting for the crowd to disperse. Yugyeom walked by, silent, his eyes lowered, and stopped when he saw you.

He didn't speak. He just greeted you with a brief, respectful, and distant nod. You smiled back.

Then, a voice interrupted you, calm but with a colder tone

"I didn't think he was your type."

Nam Seung Sik

He stood between you and Yugyeom, not threatening, not shouting, just there, as if the conversation had ended the moment he appeared

Yugyeom looked at him once, unreadable, then turned around and walked away without a word

Looked at Nam Seung Sik.

"That was unnecessary."

He didn't respond immediately. He fidgeted a bit, his tone monotonous, almost bored.

"He didn't like it."