“Here's a bottle of water, Jae-Gun hyung. Wash it first.”3

“Thanks.” Sitting in the back seat of the car, Ha Jae-Gun took the bottled water and poured water over his hand to wash his wound. The writers watched him with a grimace and frown.0

“You should have just left it. What if you got seriously injured…” Kang Min-Ho said as he sat in the front passenger seat. He felt guilty watching Ha Jae-Gun get hurt because of the wristwatch they had gifted him. 1

Seeing Kang Min-Ho’s expression, Ha Jae-Gun tried to hide the pain on his face and smiled instead. “It’s just some abrasions; it’s not that serious.”0

Lee Yeon-Woo started the engine and said, “Why are there so many reporters gathered at the airport? Seriously, hyung. Shouldn’t you go to the hospital immediately to seek medical attention?”0

”Why are you making a fuss, too? My injury isn’t all that serious. We can just stop at a pharmacy on the way back. Anyway, just go somewhere quiet.”2

Lee Yeon-Woo drove out onto the road.0

Ha Jae-Gun regretted not heeding the words of Weekly Trends’ Hyun Sung-Beom.0

He truly didn't expect to see so many reporters gather at the airport. After all, he was just a writer rather than a hotshot celebrity.0

‘Well, the attention is deserving since it isn’t just related to me alone.’0

Ha Jae-Gun secretly let out a sigh and tightened his grip on the broken wristwatch. The wound on the back of his hand didn’t matter to him. Rather, it was heartbreaking to watch the wristwatch gifted to him by the writers broken.0

‘I think it’s best for me to stop going on TV broadcasts.’ Ha Jae-Gun thought as he looked down...0