Sitting tamely beside Su Iseul, Wi Hajoon's condition visibly improved the longer Rim Young continued guiding him. The exhausted sharpness that had made his face look rough and worn out after returning from the restricted zone was gradually fading away as Rim Young carefully drew the polluted energy out from his body little by little. His complexion looked brighter now, the tension around his brows easing ever so slightly compared to earlier.
Because Wi Hajoon's eyes remained lowered toward their joined hands, Rim Young found himself able to openly stare at his face without being caught immediately. Even now, it still felt somewhat unbelievable to him. The person sitting right in front of him was really Wi Hajoon.
