The night breeze is cold, at least enough to give his cheeks and nose a rosy tint.

Sooheon looks out of the car window.

Today's memories lingers on his mind.

The silence is too strong. Sooheon's dad is dozing off beside him. He glances at him before shifting his gaze at the night scenery.

It's pretty.

His phone buzzes.

The corners of his lips lifts up seeing the caller id.

Cheongsan

He picks up.

"Hey, how are you buddy?"
"Looks like you forgot me after getting Choi Namra?"
"What are you talking about?"
"How are things going on with her?"

Sooheon sighed. There's nothing to hide from him.

"I-"

Before Sooheon could say anything, his freaky best friend already said something unexpected. He panicked, but then realized he was using earbuds.

"What did you just say? Or did I hear wrong?"

Cheongsan smirks.

"I asked, did you guys sleep together yet?"

Sooheon coughs.

"Psst. At least you guys are a couple right? Ask me if you need help. I'm already experienced so I can teach you."

Sooheon's coughing doesn't stop.

"Cheongsan."
"Yes, my dear friend."
"Answer me honestly. Are you a virgin?"

Cheongsan scoffs.

"Of course not. I'm not you." He says the latter a bit hysterically.
"Are you seriously proud about that?"
"Well, quite."

Sooheon sighs.

"I'll be honest. I don't know. I didn't even confess. Well did you expect me to? She just came here today. Isn't this too much?"

"So, playing hard to get..."

"How are you so sure?"

"Dude, it's obvious. Even though I'm younger than you, I understand."

"You know what? I'll just tell Onjo you aren't a virgin."
"Bro.."

"Did you really think it was someone other than her?"

It clicked. He's right, what did he expect?

"I forgot, honestly."

"So when are you sleeping with her?"

Sooheon hangs up. Nonstop texts started flooding his phone.

Standing under the cold water, Namra closes her eyes for comfort. The water soaks her hair completely, causing it to shrink. She spends longer than usual in shower today. All her exhaustion is cleared out.

She goes to the balcony, wearing a robe. Her hair wrapped up with a towel.

The night view from her balcony is something else. The city lights stands out perfectly in the night pitch black. It's just so mesmerizing.

That's how he is. So mesmerizing. Stands out among anyone.

A small smile appeared on her lips.

Jaebom is looking at the finished art. His apron, hand, sleeves, shoes, face has dry paints on them. He carefully lifts up the art and hangs it up to dry. He then cleans up and locks the room before going for a shower.

As he gets out of the bathroom, he hears a knock on his door.

He opens the door.

"Why did you shower so late?"
"I just needed to wash up."
"Were you doing that shit again?"
"Dad-"

"What's so good about painting? There's nothing honourable about it, so why do you want to do it so badly?"
"I'm just doing it for a hobby."
"Can't you just stay away from it?" His dad says. "Jaebom, the more you do it, the more you want to."

"It's an addiction for you, think of it like that."

Yes, an addiction.

A message pops up on her phone.

Namra was studying, but her attention shifted to the phone.

Sooheon
Take care, good night.
See you tomorrow??

Was that a question?

Then she types.

Namra
Of course, good night to you too.

She puts away her phone, then focuses on studying again.

Namra was never the type of person who would text a lot, scattered. She doesn't text from her own, so she basically just replies. When she does, she would write in one sentence or two. Something unique without trying.

Sooheon stares at the text for a while before drifting off to sleep.

Chanmi feels a little insecure. Well a lot honestly. She rolls over her bed.

What is it today that's bothering me so much?

Chanmi sighs.

Namra finished studying, and prepared for bed. Her phone buzzes again. Curious, she picked up.

"Namra-ya!"

"Onjo?"

"Are you busy right now?"

"Not at all."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course you can."

"Would you like to meet up with us more often?"

"Us?"

"Me, Cheongsan, Isak, Gyeongsu, Wujin, Joonyoung, Daesu, Hyoryung, Jimin, Minji."

"Of course. I'd love too. Won't they mind?"

"Don't worry about it. And about him. How's things?"

"Who?"

Onjo was taken aback.

"Sooheon, Ji Sooheon, who else?"

"Ah, I guess....I guess we're close."

"Close."

Like before?
But something definitely changed.