Han Jisung

He then suddenly grabbed your wrist tightly, pulling you to an empty alleyway. He seemed to be mad, mad at you.

He looked at you, glaring. He groaned in frustration as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Are you stupid or what? You could've gotten killed!"

He shouted at you while he tried to remain his composure. He was worried and concerned about you. But he tried to hide it by scolding you. You hated how he treated you like a child even though you were the same age.