"Han-ah, please… Take me home…"
***
Min-jun and Seung-joon exited the convenience store, arms loaded with snacks and drinks. They were walking leisurely, heading back to campus, when Min-jun's pace slowed. His attention was caught by a man loitering at the bus stop. Something about him seemed familiar, though Min-jun couldn't quite place it. A shadow of a memory hovered at the edge of his mind.
His gaze lingered, narrowing in curiosity and unease, when suddenly Seung-joon's hand gripped his arm tightly. Startled, Min-jun glanced at Seung-joon, his confusion shifting into alarm when he saw the fear etched on Seung-joon's face.
"Joon-ah! What's wrong?"
Seung-joon's voice trembled, the quiet plea heavy with emotion. "Please… hyung…"
***
"Hyung, that's amazing," Tae-min said, stepping into the studio with a wide smile. He carried food for Chang-min, who had been locked away for hours working on Min-jun and Seung-joon's duet.
