Later that evening…
Seung Woo stood in front of the mirror, hands gripping the sink so tight, his knuckles turned white.
He’d spent the entire day avoiding everyone. The video had destroyed him.
Within hours, he’d gone from being just another contestant on the show to being the most hated person there.
People were calling for his elimination, calling him a homophobic and a difficult person.
His phone buzzed constantly with notifications, he’d turned it off hours ago but he knew people were still talking hot about him. He felt tears coming to his eyes.
This was Ireum's fault.
If he hadn't suggested that stupid ballet idea, Seung Woo wouldn't have reacted the way he did. If Ireum hadn't drawn that cursed song in the first place…
His phone rang.
He pulled it out, frowning. He’d turne
