The room was thick with a grave stillness, no one daring to speak first. Han-bin's gaze swept across the others, noting how each was deeply absorbed in their own thoughts.
Han-bin sighed and cleared his throat. All raised their heads and looked at Hanbin.
"Shall we begin?"
***
"Han-ah... Han-ah... stop freaking out. Look at me... Look at me..."
Seung-joon caught Min-jun and turned his face toward him with force.
"Han-ah... Look at me... I'm here, and I'm okay..."
Min-jun's body shook uncontrollably, and Seung-joon wrapped him in a firm embrace. As he held Min-jun close, his eyes caught Chang-min's, who lingered quietly in the background.
There were a thousand things Seung-joon wanted to know from Chang-min, but he needed to calm Min-jun first.
Min-jun had accidentally overheard the call between Chang-min and Beom-in.
