A strange school trip is repeating itself.
“Please, Baek Sunwoo. You can’t get hurt. I might really lose it.”
“…Gijun. Friends don’t say things like that to each other.”
“This is because you and I aren’t just friends.”
Whether or not he heard the sound of holding his breath, Gijun thought. There is a problem if someone who dies repeatedly before your eyes and returns each time is considered a friend. Such a friendship should not exist.
What truly scared him now was not the training center. Facing monsters, seeing others fall bleeding before his eyes, none of that mattered anymore.
“What’s most important to me is that you don’t get into danger.”
An obsessive compulsion towards Baek Sunwoo’s safety.
Thus began the 11th school trip.
