Lover's spat

Ji-Won lay on the hospital bed, his body propped up by a stack of pillows, his face drawn with feigned pain and exhaustion. Bandages adorned his head and leg, carefully applied to create the appearance of injuries. Despite the convincing facade, there was a glint of mischief in Ji-Won's eyes, a silent acknowledgment between him and Sang-Hoon that this was all part of their plan.

Sang-Hoon leaned against the wall, his arms folded across his chest, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he watched over his friend. He couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the success of their ruse, knowing that Hye-Jin would be none the wiser to their deception.

"I still can't believe I agreed to this," Ji-Won muttered, his voice filled with disbelief. "I mean, pretending to be injured just to win over Hye-Jin? It's crazy."