Ye Jun
I scraped the bottom of the tub with the spoon for the hundredth time, forcing another mouthful down even though my throat felt like it was closing up. The ice cream tasted like regret and too much sugar now. Si Woo sat on the edge of my bed watching me like a prison guard who hadn't slept in three days. His hair was still sticking up funny from the water I dumped on him and his eyes were bloodshot as hell.
"Keep going," he muttered, voice hoarse. "You're not stopping until it's gone."
I glared at him so hard my head hurt. "You're enjoying this way too much, you sadist."
"Enjoying? I drove across half the city at three in the morning because you threatened to ruin our entire family before Dad even had his first coffee. Eat the damn ice cream, Ye Jun."
I shoved another spoonful in and immediately regretted it. My stomach flipped hard. I dropped the spoon and pressed both hands over my mouth, eyes watering.
Si Woo's face changed fast. "Shit… bathroom. Now."
