Chanyeol meets Baekhyun one Sunday night and likes to think it’s magic instead of coincidence, because who wouldn’t believe it’s supernatural to meet your crush between burgers sizzling in fat and coke machines? On the other hand, all Baekhyun really wanted was a Happymeal (TM), but instead he’s pestered by a tall guy with crazy eyes who's convinced he’s a troll.

He reached out with his hand and trailed his fingers lightly over the surface of the glass table where his keys lay. The fact that there were only two of their group left was unspoken of. The company never spoke of it, Yunho never spoke of it, but that didn’t stop Changmin’s mind to turn it over and over in its quest to overanalyse life. Even after all this time, he thought, and wondered when it would stop. If it would ever stop.