Two best friends talking in the hallway of his flat.

"Oh, so he got enteritis? Was it intense?" She asked while passing through familiar shoe cases, familiar dining table, chairs,

Just not a familiar scent.

Just what she wanted.

"Well... ye...yeah. Let's just put it that way." He turned away from her, stuttered.

"Oh,

So it's not just that?" 

Her eyes squinted.

"Alright then, I won't ask." And made a mental note that she would text him later. 

For that, she took out her phone and called her fellow member, who's probably still busy putting on sunscreen in the room. 

She threw her phone on the sofa as if she's at home. "Okay I've just told Namjoo about our new partners! 

So, my Junhee! Let's start practicing! Guess we're harmonizing then?" 

"Gosh Eunji! Can you not call me that? Please!" He shivered, pretending to shake the countless goosebumps off his arms. 

The lights in ceiling reflected in her eyes as they turn into crescents.

Just a bit dimmer than the ones he used to see. 

*

He squinted his eyes at the side of the stage, the Sun shone brightly at his fair forearms, but his throat was burning, 

Like fire that could only be stopped by her and only her,

"Jong, pass me that water." Yet it didn't quite help.

His eyes searched for Lee Howon as they slowly got off the stage,

"VIXX is next!" in