“What— Seokmin, what do you mean?” I asked him as I tense and stand up from my seat.
“Hey, Mara, wait. Calm yourself down first,” he replied and pushes me back down to my chair, “Chill.”
“What happened to Seojun hyung?” Jihyo asked. Seokmin takes a chair from an empty table beside us and brings it to our table, so he could take a seat.
“He is badly out of sorts,” Seokmin finally said with a state of being anxious and troubled is written all over his face, “I went to his house this morning because I was so bored at home hoping that I could play PS5 with him. But then, to my surprise, I saw him lying on his sofa. And he looks completely like death warmed up. When I touched him, he was so hot!” he clears his throat, “Literally.”
“He also said that he keeps on calling Mara,” he turns to me
