The entire walk back to the hotel, Rim Young kept sneezing every few minutes, each one stronger than the last, until his nose had turned slightly red from the cold air. Even after stepping inside the warm hotel and returning to his room, the chill stubbornly clung to him as though it had seeped all the way into his bones. It genuinely felt as though he had managed to catch a cold during the short amount of time he'd spent outside. How exactly had Wi Hajoon spent the entire night sleeping on the beach?
Seeing the bed again that hadn't been used at all, he tentatively climbed onto the bed. The second he sat down, however, the door lock clicked.
"Achoo!"
Another sneeze escaped him before he could stop it. Startled, Rim Young immediately turned toward the sound of the opening door. Standing there was Wi Hajoon. The moment their eyes met, Rim Young was greeted by an expression of pure disgust.
"Sure, go ahead and mark it. I won't use it."
