Ye jun
I sat there next to Ohm's hospital bed with my hand still kinda stuck in his even though I wanted to yank it back. My mouth felt dry as hell and my head was spinning from everything he just dumped on me. The pictures on his phone, the messages, the money trail all pointing straight at Si Woo like some bad movie plot. My stomach kept doing this flip thing that made me feel like I was gonna puke right there on the clean white sheets.
"Yeah," I finally said, the word coming out all scratchy like my throat was full of sand. I squeezed his hand harder than I meant to. "I'm in. I'll help you get justice. Whatever it takes. He can't just… you know. Get away with it."
