The night was silent and cold, and Seung-joon exited the room as quietly as possible. He looked back to check if he had woken up Tae-min, but Tae-min was fast asleep on the sofa. Seung-joon breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the next door. Through the small glass panel, he saw that Min-jun and Chang-min were asleep. Seung-joon opened the door carefully and stepped inside.
The dim side light fell on Min-jun and lit one side of his face. Even in the dim light, Seung-joon could see the pain etched on Min-jun's face. Min-jun's cheek felt cold to Seun-joon's touch.
