Her voice danced out of the studio, overlaid by some American singer’s - he couldn’t place the voice, though hers was a low, seductively heartwrenching lament that had been eating away at his gut for the past hour as he listened to her lone voice put sound and words to his torment even though he couldn’t quite understand the words she was singing.

He hated to disturb her but… what had to be done had to be done. He knocked, steeling himself.

“Mm?” he heard faintly before the music paused, the sudden silence oddly stifling.

Seunghyun twisted the knob, pushing the door open to lean awkwardly on the jamb. “Hi,” he said, suddenly wishing he could be more eloquent.
 

Finally we get to meet Bom... trust me, this chapter's all about her ;)

Anyone have ideas what this fic is really, truly about? Come on. You must have ideas. I dropped hints in chapter one~~ Very subtle hints, but there nonetheless!

I shall be typing away (er, and watching a drama). Keep your eyes peeled for the upcoming chapter two!

Annyeong!