"Yes, in my past life, I died prematurely when working and that's how I woke up."
Seo-Jun went silent as he stared at me. I stared back, not catching the mood on time but then as the look in his eyes softened, no, melted like jelly under heat, I came to realize that he was sad.
Why? Was it because I said I died prematurely?
But that was in my past life. It doesn't have anything to do with now.
I'm fine and healthy now. I'm not going to die anytime soon. So why did it bother him so much?
"You must've worked really hard, Jo-Pil," he said, taking my hand and brushing it softly. "So hard that you ended up dying during work."
"Well, I guess so," I said, feeling a little uncomfortable about this.
Yes, I did die during work but it wasn't because I was overstraining myself or anything. I was just unfortunate to be under the product when it fell.
