Key’s mind was blank. He was focused on walking in a straight line, on putting one foot before the other: left, right, left, and right. He could feel nothing of his fingers, trailing the wall rail. His own feet felt like they were left behind at Minho’s door. The colours of the dorms became muted, sounds paled around him.

Key could not believe in the reality of what he saw. They hadn't fully closed the door behind them and so he heard their small conversation. He was about to knock and walk in when he saw Minho lean forward and kiss Jonghyun. He couldn't bear the sight of them and so he fled away - but the image of them haunted him.

Soon enough, the rail ended at the elevator. Key robotically pressed the doors to open and stepped in, alone. Seconds that felt like eternity passed and the doors closed at the lack of response.

Key saw the doors close in front of him, saw the white shadow of his face, and crumpled in to the corner to hide away from the confusion and misery reflected from his eyes.