"what's your name?"
namjoon sighed, feeling the slight stitched up cut.
he didn't even pay attention him, paying attention on that his father's going to kill him with those cuts.
"sir?"
"huh?" namjoon looked up.
he chuckled. "i asked for a name."
"oh..i'm namjoon kim."
"chairman's son?" his eyes widen.
"yeah..." namjoon rubbed the back of his neck.
the guy quickly got up, bowing at him.
"i'm sorry for causing your wound! for your respect, i will pay your hospital bill!"
namjoon knitted his brows.
"you don't have to do that.." he waved his hands, slightly chuckling. "you make me feel like i'm some type of prince."
"but you're the chairman's son." he lift himself back up. "i have to do this or i'll get punished by not doing it. i'm hoseok jung by the way."
"nice to meet you, mr.jung."
"nice to meet you too, mr.kim." he softly smiled.
