8 hours earlier…
"What do you mean?" Jisung asked, looking at June with a small frown.
"Well, the plan's still not set in stone, but it could if you would help me," June started off.
Jisung straightened his spine and nodded. "What do you need?"
Ren and Akira joined their huddle. "We'll help you, too."
"You see—I have these clips of Mr. Kim in my phone, but I don't have his contact number. The faces of the other people aren't blurred, too."
The boys stopped in their tracks and looked at June.
"That's it?" Jisung asked.
June raised one of his eyebrows in inquiry. "Yes," he deadpanned. "I would ask someone I know," he started off, pertaining to Bo Wen and Haruki, "but they're not responding. Moreover, it's hard to blur the faces when they're moving."
They were still frozen for a few minutes before bursting into laughter.
June frowned, feeling offended. "What?" he asked.
