Wooheon regretted letting himself get talked into coming here.
If he had just gone back to the guesthouse earlier, he could’ve gotten half his work done by now.
‘Not like I didn’t go along with it.’
“Let’s see the map. If it’s not there, we’re turning around immediately.”
Wooheon pulled out his phone and opened the map app.
There was nothing around—no shops, no houses—just a narrow trail leading up the mountain.
Yueul pressed close, trying to check the screen with him.
Wooheon shot him a look and lowered his arm slightly so he could see better.
“Isn’t that the reservoir?”
“What? Didn’t she say it was only a few minutes walk? We still have to walk at least twelve more minutes!”
“Yeah, you’re right....”
“Tch. The old woman looked like she could barely walk, and she thinks this is close?”
Wooheon’s brow furrowed.
The heat weighed down on him, and he could feel himself overheating.
Yueul glanced at him nervously.
