His brain was swimming in the clouds.

Not even a day in and they were already awake, shaking arms into sleeves and spooning cereals into their mouths, just to be on time as their manager rattled off schedules for the day from his position in the doorway.

He yawned, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

The sound of fans screaming were painful to his ears, almost drowning out the voice announcing the arrivals of flights.

"Flight CJ-5092 to Suvharnabumi, Thailand, please start boarding now."

"Flight FB 468 from Incheon, Korea, will touch down in approximately 20 minutes, to avoid air traffic. Again, Flight FB 468 from Incheon, Korea, will officially reach the country…"

The streets were busy with the 7am rush hour, pandemonium evident on people's faces as they rushed past, elbowing others out of their way in their hurry to reach their destinations on time.

He liked walking during this time because of the anonymity it offered him, despite the stampede of the crowd.

And so there wasn't anything else to watch except his footsteps and the back of Jongin's head as he followed after Lu Han, hands grasping Lu Han's coat.

"Welcome!" She said brightly when she heard the jingle of the bell. A group of young girls stepped inside the Milk Tea shop, brushing their hands through their hair, patting their clothes down to maintain their orderly appearance as they escaped the strong winds from outside.

When they came near the counter she flashed her customers a wide smile, hand poised with her trusty pen as she awaited their order. 

The chatter of the girls stopped momentarily as they stopped and thought about their preferences. They began pointing to the menu, debating among themselves, and she glanced around.

She knew they were going to take a while.