JISOO
"What am I doing here?" CEO Sungho frowned, slipping his hands into his pockets.
I blinked, snapping out of my thoughts. I quickly shook my head, pressing my hands together in front of me as I bowed slightly.
"I'm sorry. I mistook you for someone else, CEO Sungho," I said, staring at my feet.
He stayed silent for a moment before speaking again. "It's okay. I heard Yong beat you pretty badly. How's your treatment going?"
"I'll be fine soon. Thanks… for putting me in a good hospital," I replied.
Even as I said it, something twisted inside me. He was the reason I ended up in that situation in the first place.
He was the reason Yong treated me like trash.
The company was supposed to protect its idols, at least that's what they showed the public. Behind closed doors, idols were barely holding themselves together, treated like disposable tools.
My hands clenched tightly as I kept my head lowered.
He hummed softly.
