Eighteen’s Bed

Unfortunately, his opinion didn’t really register in my mind. However, I deeply agreed with the phrase, “He’s the first kid like that in my life.” No, there wasn’t even a need to agree—Go Yohan was truly a psycho among psychos. How could he cover up that incident like this? Was he a genius or just a half-mad perverted psycho?@@novelbin@@

“In my opinion, it doesn't make sense. Because both Lee Seokhyun and Kim Minho had their faces covered in blood. They were crying. It felt forced.”

“...He’s out of his mind. That guy.”

“I was shocked too.”

Shin Jaehyun exuded a slight sense of confidence, and I muttered to myself.

“He’s crazy. He’s not someone who can be handled with an ordinary human mind.”

A chill ran down the back of my neck. If I had taken Kim Minho’s side back there, could I have been the subject of that rumor? I wiped the cold sweat from the back of my neck with my palm.

“Society’s trash.”

I wanted to run away right then and there.

“No need to call him trash… Everyone has a chance for redemption, right?”

“What? After seeing what that guy did, you can say that?”

“...That photo. Go Yohan must’ve forced them to do it.”

“Ah.”

I quickly covered my mouth. Damn it, Kang Jun. I just admitted the truth with my own mouth. I opened my eyes wide and looked around cautiously, and Shin Jaehyun raised his hand.

“It’s okay. I’m just curious. I’m not spreading it around.”

“...You’re not telling anyone, right?”

“Of course, you didn’t tell anyone about what I said either.”

A kind smile spread across Shin Jaehyun’s face. His finger pointed at himself before pointing to me.

“Same-same?”

“...Same-same.”