Your name... What?

Although the doctor told him to stay still and take some rest, he came here. Since the meeting was canceled and will be held on Tuesday, he will stay here till Monday.

Almost lightheadedness, he opens the door and throws the bag he has been carrying with him on the couch.

Loosening the tie, he opens the cupboard and grabs the bathrobe. His exhausted body is almost giving up. The dim light has spread its weak light which doesn't make him wonder if he can walk or not. So, instead of looking around his room which always stays the same, he moves himself inside the bathroom.

After ten minutes of a quick shower, he walks out. Wearing the bathrobe, he grabs the towel and walks towards the switch to turn the lights on.

However, his eyebrows knit, raising them, and his head turns towards the bed when he hears a soft groan. The kicking blank creates a subtle bed-cracking sound.

" What the...?"

Immediately switching on, he guesses that it may be Rosé who hasn't left yet. His eyebrows meet ea