Ye Jun
I woke up feeling like someone had taken a baseball bat to my ass and then decided to use my whole body as the ball afterward. My eyes cracked open, sticky with dried tears I didn't even remember shedding, and the first thing I registered was the ache. Not just a little sore. Full-on, screaming, couldn't move-without-wincing pain radiating from my hole straight up my spine. I tried to roll over onto my back, big mistake. The second my weight shifted, it felt like fire ripping through me. I hissed through my teeth, bit my lip so hard I tasted blood, and froze there on my stomach, face smashed into the pillow that still smelled like sweat and Si-woo's stupid cologne.
I hated that smell right then. Hated him. Hated everything.
