Although it is early in the morning with most people under their blankets, a certain boy is awake. He glances at his watch, noticing it to be a strange time. Should he get out of bed or not? Eventually, he does.

Slow movements around the apartment unit, for there is no want to wake the others. The drummer did appreciate solitude from time to time. In his contemplative thoughts, nonetheless, he accidentally knocks Yeong lightly with his foot. The sesame Shiba Inu springs up in surprise, though he rubs against the boy’s pants affectionately in the next few seconds.

“Yeong, come along,” he quietly says. “I can’t seem to catch more sleep.”

Dowoon drinks a glass of water before exiting the place with the faithful companion. They descend into the streets, walking in silence. The path bends and twists, eventually splitting into two opposite directions. The boy squats down and looks at Yeong.

“Choose a side,” he mumbles. “We’ll go wherever the road takes us.”

The little dog tilts his head thoughtfully. Yeong will:

1. Turn left
2. Turn right