275. I can't accept this

Sara cautiously pushed open the door to Noah's bedroom, peering in with Noah by her side. Yohan stood facing the wall where Noah's pictures, medals, and certificates hung in frames. Noah felt a pang of sadness and guilt as he observed Yohan's figure, noticing that he had lost weight.

"Yohan stays here like this every day after dinner. He won't move until I call him to bed," Sara murmured softly.

Noah walked into the room and halted behind Yohan. As Yohan glimpsed his reflection in the photos, his face suddenly brightened. He turned around, but upon seeing Noah standing in front of him, he froze, as if his mind was struggling to sense whether it was a hallucination or a real encounter.

Noah stood in awe as he laid eyes on Yohan. The sight of him stunned Noah to his core. Yohan's face had transformed significantly; the once vibrant aura around him had waned. His complexion was pallid, and the spark in his eyes had diminished. He appeared gaunt, visibly thinner than before, and there wa