POISONED YOUTH: TWISTED

CHAPTER 28

By the time they reached the mansion, Yeoreum hopped off the motorcycle and immediately pulled off her helmet.

Without saying a word, she shoved it against Haechan's chest and walked straight toward the house.

Haechan blinked. He looked down at the helmet in his hands, then back at Yeoreum's retreating figure.

"What the...?" He quickly shook it off, parked the motorcycle properly, and followed after her.

The moment Yeoreum stepped inside, she was greeted by absolute chaos.

Random noises came from the kitchen while loud shouting echoed from the living room. Something crashed in the distance, followed by another yell.

Yeoreum's brows furrowed. She followed the noise until she reached the boys gathered around the sofa.

Renjun had Chenle in a headlock, the younger boy struggling to pry himself free.

Jisung, meanwhile, was sitting on the couch like he had absolutely nothing to do with the chaos.

Jeno was lying flat on his stomach across the carpet, completely absorbed in the game on the huge television while gripping a controller in both hands.

"What the hell?" Yeoreum stared.

"What the fuck?" Haechan's voice came from behind her.

The sudden sound also made everyone freeze.

Every pair of eyes turned toward the newly arrived soulmates.

Chenle immediately shoved Renjun away and happily waved at Yeoreum.

Yeoreum only gave him a small hum before walking over and dropping onto the couch beside him.

"What happened?" Chenle's smile disappeared.

"Nothing."

"Huh?" Renjun joined in, rubbing his arm after being pushed away. "It's obviously not nothing, Reum."

"No... nothing."

The boys exchanged a look before turning toward Haechan.

Their glare was so obvious that Haechan raised an eyebrow. He was just as confused as they were.

"What?"

They said nothing. Instead, they simply continued staring at him.

Haechan looked toward Yeoreum. She was sitting with her legs pulled against her chest, eyes fixed on the game playing on the television.

"Talk to her, bro." Jeno didn't even look away from the screen.

"Ugh, Jeno! It's my turn!" Jisung immediately complained from beside him.

"Wait."

"Hyung!"

"Shut up for a second."

Jisung groaned but eventually fell silent.

Haechan rolled his eyes and walked toward the sofa, taking the empty spot beside Yeoreum.