True to Nari’s words, on the day of Seulgi’s arrival, everyone gathered at Taeyong and Jaehyun’s house for dinner. A pot of budaejjigae simmered in the middle of the low coffee table, the rich aroma of sweet and spicy and everything flavourful wafting in the air.

“Scotland?” Seulgi gawked, slapping her chopsticks onto the table and earning a look of disapproval from Taeyong who disliked having his furniture damaged.

Seulgi however did not care for Taeyong’s reaction and instead pointed an accusatory finger at Jaehyun, ready to launch a verbal attack on him.

“I swear I didn’t know until now either!” Jaehyun raised his hands in innocence.

Furrowing her eyebrows, Seulgi moved her arm and moved onto her next target only to come face to face with Johnny who wore an equally perplexed expression. Sighing loudly, Taeyong threw a scrunched napkin at Seulgi as distraction so as to not fall under scrutiny in regards to how much information he had been withholding.

“It’s rude to point fingers,” Taeyong mumbled. “And why are you this shocked? You said it yourself, she’s a wild card.”

“Yes, but…” Seulgi stuttered, unable to offer an effective counterargument. “Scotland is so far…”

Shrinking inwards, Seulgi jutted her lips out in a pout. Feeling his motherly instincts kick in, Johnny scooped food into Seulgi’s bowl and nudged at Jaehyun to give the girl a comforting pat on her shoulders since he was sitting next to her.

“Looks like we’ll all be going our separate ways,” Seulgi sighed. “Even though I’m coming back to Seoul for my Masters.”

“Jaehyun, you got accepted at the Hong Kong firm right?” Johnny nodded. “Then we really will be scattering.”

“Yes but I’ll be interning at the newly opened Daegu branch,” Jaehyun explained. “Taeyong though fortunately got accepted at a local architectural firm here in Seoul. He was never one to stray away from home.”

Chewing his food, Taeyong offered no response to Jaehyun’s statement.

“And I’ll be sticking around in Seoul as well, hopefully getting my doctorate in psychol