NO WAY THAT GUY WOULDN'T TAKE FIRST PLACE

TAEYANG lowered his head as Haneul's figure disappeared from view. His gray eyes seemed to darken, swirling with emotions that no one could decipher. Only he truly understood the turmoil within him, and right now, one feeling stood out above all others—annoyance.

If it was two days ago, he would probably be confused on why he would feel this way. But after he admitted his unhealthy fixation over Haneul, he immediately understood the reason why.

He's jealous.

That's right—he was jealous of the closeness between Haneul and Robin. Just thinking about how they hugged so naturally after Haneul's name was called made Taeyang's jaw clench. And just now, Haneul had glanced back to silently cheer for Robin, not sparing so much as a glance in Taeyang's direction. That last part particularly stung.