Woojin exited the room with a thunderous frown on his face, and the first thing he saw was a crowd of people running up to him.

There was Jung Minchan, and Woo Seunghoon. Then there was Kim Haemin and Blanka, who he hadn’t seen for a while. Even Bibi was there….

“Why are you all gathering around me?”

“Are you okay? The sounds from inside the...”

“I want you to heal the bastard inside.”

Blanka possessed a Healing ability, so he discreetly slipped into the isolation room. The rest of the group followed behind Woojin.

“Why are you guys following me like dogs?”

Jung Minchan bolstered his courage as he asked, “Mmmm… Are you okay, president?”

Woojin frowned as he replied with a question of his own.

“Why wouldn’t I be fine?”

Minchan replied carefully, “Your complexion doesn’t look good.”

Woojin looked around. Everyone looked worried, and there was something common in all their faces. They were all looking at him with worried eyes.

“Are you guys perhaps worried about me?” Woojin grinned and relaxed, “Huh. Jeez.”

He never expected to receive such gazes from others in this life. No, there had always been someone, who had looked at him with such worried eyes.

This is a first aside from my mother.

Maybe this should have been obvious when he looked back. These people already deserved to be...