Hyunwoo returns home later that evening than he should, having spent the afternoon and some of the night at Kihyun’s again. Both his parents’ cars are in the driveway, and he has to steel himself against the questions he knows will come before entering his home.

The air in the house is oppressive, making the teen feel like he can’t even get a proper breath in through his lungs. He silently takes off his shoes as fast as he can, eager to hide out in his room until dinner.

“Son Hyunwoo.”