Lee Ha-yeon and Han Se-hee left, their disdainful gazes lingering like a brand on Baek Seo-jin’s conscience. After they departed, his friends, who had been searching for him, finally found him slumped on the ground.

"Seo-jin, what’s going on?"

"Yeah, what’s wrong? You can’t just fall apart like this."

Kim Chul-woo and Park Sun-hoo approached, attempting to lift him to his feet. But Baek Seo-jin didn’t respond. He merely sat there, staring blankly at the ground.

"Seo-jin! Get a grip!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Bae Ye-rim grabbed his shoulders and shook him, trying to wake him up from whatever had gripped him. But her efforts were in vain.

"Stop... just stop," Baek Seo-jin mumbled weakly, raising his hand to motion them away.

“How do I even begin to explain?”

Should he confess that everything had been a delusion? Would they even believe him if he did?

They might assume he had been manipulated or subjected to mental tampering.@@novelbin@@

The truth was, his current state was as close to sanity as he had ever been. It was his past self—the one driven by delusions and conditioned rationalizations—that had been far from normal.

But whether they believed him or not was irrelevant now.

Baek Seo-jin clenched his fists tightly.

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