"do you always hide behind your camera, or is it just around me?"
"i don't hide. i just don't waste my time on people who think they're better than everyone else."
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-wherein seo yeseul accidentally snaps a picture of lee hee...
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SUNGHOON CLOSED the door behind him with a deep sigh of relief, glancing over at Heeseung. "Well, that went smoother than I'd thought."
Heeseung, leaning against the wall, crossed his arms. "Yeah, let's hope they stay like that for the night."
They both stood there for a second, taking in the brief silence after the chaos that had unfolded. The faint hum of the apartment's hall lights buzzed overhead as they finally relaxed. Just as Sunghoon was about to say something, a loud clattering echoed from inside the apartment, followed by muffled giggles.
Heeseung stiffened. "Tell me I didn't just hear that."
Sunghoon gave him a blank stare before groaning. "No way...."
He reached for the door again, and as soon as they opened it, they were greeted by a bizarre sight: Chaerin was standing on the couch, holding a pan like it was a microphone. She swayed dramatically, belting out a horribly off-key rendition of a song, her voice so loud it bounced off the walls. "Encore, encore!"
Meanwhile, Yeseul was crouched on the floor, attempting to build a precarious tower of books she dragged out from her stack of novels and other books. Her concentration was deadly serious as she placed the final book on top of the teetering stack, muttering, "Masterpiece...this is art..."
Just as her wobbling tower collapsed, scattering books all over the floor. Sunghoon threw a helpless glance at Heeseung, who was standing frozen in disbelief.
"Should've known leaving them alone was a bad idea," Heeseung mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.
"You think?" Sunghoon shot back, trying not to burst out laughing with disbelief at the absurdity of it all.
Heeseung stepped forward, reaching for the pan in Chaerin's grasp as she swayed dangerously on the couch. "Alright, that's enough karaoke for tonight," he said, trying to pry the pan from her grip. But she giggled, stepping back with a mock frown.
"Nooo, I'm just getting started!" Chaerin cried, waving the pan in the air.
Sunghoon, still shaking his head, crouched next to Yeseul and started picking up the scattered books. Yeseul gave him a sleepy look, eyes barely open, as she slurred. "You broke my masterpiece...."
"Uh-huh, sure, Yeseul. Let's get you back to bed, okay?"
As Heeseung finally managed to wrestle the pan away from Chaerin, she let out one last dramatic cry of the protest before collapsing onto the couch, giggling to herself.
