From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

June busted out of his room, messily dressed in casual clothing. He frantically pocketed his phone and looked for his wallet in the living room. He heard his members preparing breakfast in the kitchen but didn't bother glancing at them. 

"June," Akira greeted brightly. "We made rice balls just for you! Have one." 

"I need to go," June said, looking more worried as he put on his shoes. 

His members looked at each other with confusion, wondering if they had taken the teasing too far. 

Jisung quietly approached June. "Bro, are you upset?" 

June sighed and faced his teammates, who were currently looking down at the ground. 

"I'm not mad," he said. "I just have somewhere to go." 

"Where are you going?" Jaeyong asked with a frown. "Have you informed Jay about it yet?" 

"No," June said. "I need to go to the hospital."

"What?" Jisung exclaimed in shock. "Are you hurt?" 

"No," June shook his head, "but Minjun is." 

Their expressions instantly softened as soon as June mentioned the little kid. 

"What happened?" Ren worriedly asked. 

"I don't know," June responded. "But I'm going to Seoul Hospital to find out. So, keep this from Jay and the company. I don't want any delays as it is." 

"Sure," Jaeyong said. "But be careful, alright. Fans might be lurking—" 

June left the room before Jaeyong could even finish his sentence, causing his members to grow even more concerned. 

"Should we follow after him?" Sehun asked. 

Akira shook his head. "I don't think he'll appreciate it. Let's just hope the little kid is alright." 

***

June finally arrived at the hospital, going to the floor Grandma had mentioned. He didn't know the particular room they were staying in, so he headed to the nurse's station. 

There, he saw them watching what appeared to be their commercial. They were giggling to themselves, replaying the last scene over and over again. 

If this was any other situation, June would have been annoyed. 

However, his sense of urgency overcame his annoyance, so he cleared his throat and quickly asked, "May I know where Minjun Lee is currently staying?" he asked. 

The nurses closed the YouWatch tab and faced June. 

"May I know your relationship with the patient?" one of the nurses asked, clearing her throat.

"I'm his older brother," June unhesitatingly answered. 

"Oh," the nurse said. "Good genes must run in the family. Your little brother looks as handsome as you." 

"Can you please tell me where his room is?" he asked, ignoring the compliment. 

"709," she answered. 

"Thanks," June quietly muttered before leaving the station and heading to Minjun's room. 

Meanwhile, the nurses looked at each other with confusion. 

"Is it just me, or is that guy familiar?" 

June entered the room, expecting to see an injured Minjun and a worried Grandma. However, he was surprised when he saw another person in the room—an unfamiliar woman. 

Minjun was sitting on the bed with a bandage wrapped around his head. June quietly sighed in relief when he didn't see any other evident injuries on Minjun's body. Meanwhile, Grandma was standing in the corner, watching the interaction between the woman and Minjun. 

It seemed like none of them noticed June's presence since they continued with their conversation. 

"What are we going to do with you, young man?" the unfamiliar woman asked in a scolding but caring tone. "It's been a while since I've been home, and now I found out you got into a fight? That's not how you were raised." 

Minjun kept his gaze on his lap while fiddling with his fingers. 

The woman sighed and placed her hand over his hair. "I'm just concerned for you, honey. You know that I care a lot, right?" 

Minjun softly nodded. 

"I don't want you getting hurt anymore. Your grandma often tells me you don't even eat meals in the house. Do you want to tell me why that is?" 

Minjun just let out a deep breath but didn't respond. 

The woman was about to say something again when her phone rang. 

She sighed and fetched it from her pocket before answering. 

"What?" she snapped. 

"Right now? I'm busy…," she said. 

"It's urgent? I'll go back then." 

She ended the call and faced Minjun. At that moment, June thought it was the perfect time to close the door. However, the sound of the door closing caused the three of them to turn toward his way. 

"June," Grandma said, her eyes teary. 

June stiffly smiled as the woman turned around, revealing her beauty. She was definitely young, probably around the same age or a couple of years older than June when he was Jun Hao. 

"Ah, you're June?" she asked. 

June stiffly nodded, walking over their way. 

"I've heard some things about you," she said. "My name is Lena, and I am Minjun's mother." 

June's eyebrows raised in surprise when she introduced herself as Minjun's mom. She definitely looked too young to be one! 

"Good day, ma'am," he respectfully greeted. 

"Well, I have to go," she said, cutting their conversation short. "My assistant just called me." 

Lena turned back to Minjun and placed a kiss on his forehead. "Be good, okay? I'll come visit the house tomorrow when I'm not busy." 

Again, Minjun wordlessly nodded, causing his mom to sigh in disappointment. 

With that, Lena left the room, leaving June with Grandma and Minjun. 

"What happened?" he finally asked, looking at Minjun's injured figure. 

"I was at home when I suddenly got a call," Grandma said. "The teacher told me that Minjun got into a fight. When I arrived, he had glass stuck to his forehead! The school just gave him some pain relievers, so I took him to the hospital right away." 

June sighed and shook his head, sitting on the hospital bed to inspect Minjun's appearance further. 

"Are you alright?" he asked, worry evident in his tone. 

Minjun turned away from him, a subtle glare in his eyes. 

Grandma clicked her tongue. "He asked you a question, Minjun." 

Minjun rolled his eyes and finally faced June. 

"What are you even doing here?" he asked. "Aren't you busy or something?"

June's eyebrows furrowed. "I came because I was worried," he sincerely responded. "I thought you could use my help." 

"Well, I don't," Minjun said. 

"I don't need your help, so just leave."