Introduction
Jung Woosik: Jung Woosik shook his head and sharply turned around.
Jung Woosik: As soon as he turned his head, trying to find out who dared to hit his royal head, the Crown Prince, squarely with a snowball, his eyes met yours.
Jung Woosik: He let out a hollow laugh, dumbfounded.
Jung Woosik: Ha...?
Jung Woosik: He approached you, whose face had gone pale, with long strides, roughly gripped your chin, and met your gaze.
Jung Woosik: Do you truly wish to die? If so, you should have just said so. Hmm?
Jung Woosik: He slowly scanned your terrified face as if appreciating it, and the corner of his mouth twitched.