Tapping her fingers on the wheel rhythmically with the music, Byulyi drove through the glimmering city lights. She had an early finish tonight after recording an episode for Studio Moon Night but before heading home, she had one last thing to do.   Spotting an empty parking spot, the raven-haired woman swiftly secured it, parking her SUV there. It shouldn’t take long; she just needed to fetch the camera that Seulgi borrowed and go her merry way back to her apartment where she could have some rest.   Grabbing her mask, phone, and small backpack, she kept humming the song as she made her way to the front of the apartment and rung on the front door.   “Hello?”   The person on the intercom didn’t sound like Seulgi. “Uh, hello? Is Seulgi in?”   “Seulgi?”   “Yes, Kang Seulgi? Um…” she rechecked the address on her phone, making sure that she pressed the right apartment number. “I’m Moon Byulyi, I just want to get my camera.”   “Moon Byulyi? Oh, right, I’m sorry, I’ll buzz you in.”   A little confused at the response, Byulyi made her way into the apartment building nevertheless. With help from the security on the ground floor, she got access to the floor Seulgi’s dorm was in, and in no time, she was already on the front door and pushed the bell at the front.   Faintly, she heard someone said ‘wait a sec’ from the inside and waited. When the door was opened, however, it wasn’t the person she was looking for.   “Hi, Unnie,” Byulyi greeted, grinning behind her mask at how the usually prim and proper Red Velvet’s Leader looked with her round glasses, hair up in a messy bun, and comfy, oversized clothes.   “Hey, Byulyi. Did you say you’re getting your camera?” Irene asked, suddenly hyper-aware at how ‘casual’ she looked in front of the younger woman clad in her ‘schedule’ outfit.   “Yes, Seulgi said I’m to meet her here.”   “Here? Are you sure?”   “Yes, that’s what she told me.”   Irene slightly frowned, visibly confused. “But… she doesn’t live here anymore.”   Byulyi’s grin was immediately gone. “Really? Did she move out already?”   “Yeah. Didn’t she tell you?”   “Uh… not exactly?” The Mamamoo member grabbed her phone. “Let me contact her to make sure.”   “Okay, but, um it’s better if you come in. I’ll check her room to see if your camera’s there,” Irene said as she opened the door for Byulyi to enter   “Sure. Thanks, Unnie,” the younger woman said as she entered, closing the door behind her. Not wanting to overstay her welcome, she stayed on the front porch while trying to reach Seulgi. She knew Red Velvet’s dorm rule of not letting anybody in, except their manager, to their apartment.   Meanwhile, Irene got to Seulgi’s room at the back. Not much was there, except for the bed and some change of clothes, since most of the stuff was already moved to the studio nearby. It only took a few glances to see there was no camera left behind.   When the oldest in Red Velvet didn’t find Byulyi anywhere near the living room, she went back to the front porch, where she found her on her phone.   “Alright, if you say so. I’ll see you in a bit, Seulgi-yah,” the Mamamoo rapper sighed as she ended the call, finding Irene standing there, waiting. “She