PAID

I wasn’t particularly good or bad at skiing—just decent enough to get by.

"Ugh!"

Watching Choi Ye-Seo fall while trying to walk on her skis had become a familiar sight.

Ha Soo-Yul was helping her up, but honestly, I wasn’t sure how effective that was.

"Ugh, this is so damn exhausting!"

"Should an idol really talk like that?"@@novelbin@@

"Whatever! Not like anyone’s listening!"

True enough, the beginner’s slope was entirely empty except for us.

Not because we’d rented out the resort or anything; it just seemed like all the regulars preferred the more challenging slopes.

‘Feels like we’re playing in a kiddie playground or something.’

Thud!

Once again, Ye-Seo fell, and Soo-Yul caught her by the arm.

"Don’t you work out, Ye-Seo?"

"Tsk. Balancing on these things is so freaking hard."

Even with help, she wobbled precariously after standing back up.

"Hey, straighten your legs, tighten your core, and walk carefully, or you’ll fall again."

"I’ve been doing that—ah, whoa!"

I facepalmed and shook my head. At this point, it might be worth checking if her equipment was faulty.

With that thought, Hong Ye-Hwa, who’d been watching silently, led Ye-Seo back indoors.

‘...It’s going to be pretty embarrassing if it’s not the equipment’s fault, though.’

"Really?"

"Ugh..."