JISOO
"Here." Sunoo handed me a mug of coffee. I took it from him, smiling in appreciation. "Thank you."
He waved his hand as he sat on the sofa in front of me. "So, are you going to tell us what's really going on?"
I sighed, staring at the mug resting on my lap. My reflection stared back at me as my thumb slowly rubbed against the rim.
"It's a little complicated… and hard to say," I began quietly. "I've tried telling someone about this, but the moment I open my mouth to speak…"
My voice trailed off. I paused, then lifted my head to look at them. "I suddenly feel like their view of me would change—that they would start seeing me as disgusting."
"Even us?" Hyunsuk frowned deeply. "You think we would judge you the same way strangers would?"
