A boring, staring contest between us continued for a couple of minutes. The first person to pull his eyes away was Kang Hyun-Sung.2

“…Well, it doesn’t matter,” he said, sensing that I really had no intention to tell the truth. “Why don’t you leave instead of bothering me now?” He also looked like he didn’t want to talk to me any longer.0

But I knew I couldn’t leave like this as I thought, ‘Why isn’t the system giving me a notification?’0

I found Kang Hyun-Sung as it told me to, but I didn’t get an alarm saying that I had successfully completed the mission.0

‘Does that mean there’s something else I must do?’ I had to do more than just find him. Perhaps, part of the mission was for me to drag him out of this place.2

‘Haa.’ I sighed to myself. I could tell from a glance that Kang Hyun-Sung wasn’t going to leave here easily. Truthfully, I had sensed it since I opened the door. Kang Hyun-Sung was clearly burned out from everything. There was no energy in his pupils, his body slumped limply to the chair, and there was no eagerness on his face. I was surprised that even a guy like Kang Hyun-Sung could experience burnout, especially before a performance.0

In my past life, I heard many people sharing their interactions with Kang...0