The man was glaring at En as if he did something unforgivable to him, when in fact, it is the man’s fault for crossing on a green light.
Even though En knew that it is not his fault, he still went near him, looking him up and down, searching for serious injuries and hospital worth problems on him
“Are you alright?” En asked with a tone of voice without any hint of warmth nor concern at all, just simply asking out of formality.
“Do I look alright to you?” the man aggressively asked back with his hands turned into a fist and positioning himself into a fighting stunt, as if he is ready to fight back any moment if the other party attempt to punch him.
But En only looked at him like he was looking at a three-headed cow and did not answer back immediately.
He checked him up a
