Sunggyu awoke, expecting to see Woohyun beside him however, he found himself alone in bed.  He got up and went to check if Woohyun was in the bathroom.  It was empty.  He walked into Woohyun's room next door and discovered that the bed was untouched and Woohyun's belongings were all gone.  A dejected sigh escaped his lips.  

In the early hours of the morning, a red sports car pulled up in front of an apartment block where a smiling young man stepped out with his bags.

"I had a great time," he said, turning back to look at the driver.  "Thanks."

The driver smiled.  "I'll see you at work tomorrow."

The car drove off and the young man entered the building and walked up a flight of stairs.  As he walked down the hallway, he noticed a figure sitting outside his door.  The figure raised his head upon hearing footsteps approaching.

"Woohyun?" said the young man.  "What are you doing here?  How long have you been sitting here?"

Woohyun managed a weak smile at his friend.  "I was kicked out of my apartment.  Can I stay here with you for the time being?"

"What?" his friend asked in surprise.  "Since when?"

"Friday," Woohyun replied.

"Friday?" his friend repeated in disbelief.  "Where have you been staying for the past few days?"

Woohyun smiled.  "I met a kind man but I can't stay there anymore."

His friend sighed.  "You should have called me."

"I don't think Hoya would have liked that," Woohyun remarked.

"He's very understanding," his friend replied.  "Come on, get up, lets go inside."

Woohyun struggled to get up and had to reach for his friend's support.

"Are you alright?" his friend asked.  "What happened?"

Woohyun shook his head.  "Nothing, just tired.  Can I borrow your bathroom?"

Woohyun stepped inside the bathroom and closed the door behind him.  He ed his shirt and stared at his reflection in the mirror.  He cringed upon seeing the bruises on his body.  How was he supposed to work with his body looking like this.

While he stood there examining his body, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

"Hey, Woohyun, I got you a souvenir..." said his friend at the door.

Woohyun was caught off guard and had no time to cover up the bruises before his friend's eyes widened in horror.

"What happened?" his friend demanded to know.  "Who did that to you?"

"No one," Woohyun replied, trying to evade the question.

"Woohyun, I'm your best friend," reminded his friend.

"I know, Dongwoo but there's nothing to worry about," assured Woohyun.  "I can't work looking like this.  What can I do to make it disappear?"

His friend frowned.  "Not until you tell me what's going on."

Woohyun sighed.