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⏯️ From Home by NCT U
Mark lay sprawled across his bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling as Drawing Our Moments by Taeyeon played softly through the speaker on his nightstand.
The dorm was unusually quiet. No schedules.
No managers knocking on doors. No cameras following him around.
Just silence. It was rare enough to feel unfamiliar.
With a sigh, he reached over and turned off his phone, placing it face-down on the bedside table. For a few moments, he simply listened to the music.
Then a thought crossed his mind. Mark sat up.
Slowly, he walked over to his desk and pulled open the bottom drawer, digging through old notebooks, chargers, and random souvenirs he'd collected over the years.
"Where is it...?" he muttered.
A moment later, his fingers brushed against something familiar. His expression softened instantly.
"There you are."
Carefully, he pulled out a small photo album. The edges were worn.
The cover was faded. But it was still one of his most treasured possessions.
He had brought it all the way from Vancouver. Somehow, through trainee days, debut, world tours, and countless dorm moves, he'd never lost it.
Mark brushed a thin layer of dust from the cover and sat back down on the floor. His smile grew the moment he opened it.
The first page revealed a collection of childhood photos. Tiny snapshots of summers that felt like another lifetime.
Before he could turn the page, the door suddenly swung open. Donghyuck walked in without knocking, as usual.
He immediately flopped onto Mark's bed. "Whatcha doing?"
Mark didn't look up. "Looking through an old photo album."
Donghyuck perked up instantly. "Ooh. Let me see."
Without waiting for permission, he slid off the bed and dropped down beside him.
Mark laughed. "You're so nosy."
"And you're boring. Move."
Mark rolled his eyes but shifted slightly so Donghyuck could see. He began flipping through the pages.
"Why are you going so fast?" Donghyuck complained.
"Because there's something I want to show you."
Finally, Mark stopped. His thumb rested against a photograph tucked neatly into the plastic sleeve.
Donghyuck leaned closer. The picture showed two children sitting side by side.
A tiny Mark. And a little girl with bright eyes and an even brighter smile.
