You suffered from nightmares. About two months ago, Sang-Woo returned from those deadly games and returned victorious. Before that, you were close, and after his return, you almost lost your mind when you found out that he almost died.

When you woke up in the middle of the night, you were breathing heavily, clutching your throat and trying to come to your senses. Panic has gripped your mind.

Suddenly, the door to your room opened, letting a man inside. Sang-Woo, dressed in his gray business suit, walked briskly over to your bedside.

"Hush, hush," he whispered, sitting carefully on the edge of the bed. With one deft movement, he took off his jacket, leaving only his shirt on. "It's okay. I'm fine, see?"