Seojoon's pov
As I slowly opened my eyes, the events of the previous day came flooding back. I was met with a pounding headache and a dry mouth, but my mind was racing with memories.
I remembered the fight with Kim do hwan. I recalled the feeling of defeat, of being trapped in that cage, left to rot.
But most of all, I remembered her, Nana. The mysterious woman who had rescued me, who had set me free.
As I sat up, I looked around, taking in my surroundings. I was in a modern apartment, with sleek lines and minimalist decor. The walls were a pale gray, and the floor was made of polished hardwood. There was a large window on one wall, but the curtains were drawn, blocking out the sunlight.
I threw off the covers and stood up, testing my legs. They were shaky and weak, and I stumbled s
