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-XIV- The longest way

Seoul, somewhere

Se Jin stopped the car's engine in the monstrous traffic jam. He put his head through the window and grumbled when he saw that it was not moving at all. He was wondering what the guy who was causing all this could do.

- Why is there so much traffic? He complained for the umpteenth time. And why is it so hot?

Se Jin's open window and air conditioning didn't help at all. There was still extreme heat in the car.

- I have the impression that spring disguises itself in summer... He continued, untying his tie.

In the back of the car, the rest of the boys: Ho Seok, Jimin and Suga were impatient to know when their manager would decide to open the envelope. Se Jin had taken theirs back when he came out of the dormitory and put it in the glove box.

- Se Jin Hyung! Are you gonna open it or not? Jimin asked, in a hurry but politely.

- It's true, though! J-Hope added. I bet we're the last ones who haven't opened the envelope yet.

Se Jin didn't answer. He had planned to let them open it only after lunch. The boys would probably lose their appetite because of the thirst for adventure and they would bombard him with sentences like "We'll eat later, this mission is much more important." and once in the field they would complain about being too hungry.
Their seven-year affinity amused Se Jin very much because he could exactly guess how the boys would react in any situation.
Suga, who was sitting by the window, pushed Jimin and pulled the envelope out of the glove compartment with a blissful smile. The idea of making an album by themselves after seven years cultivated his optimism so much that he couldn't help it.

- Sorry, Se Jin-Hyung, but you can't keep us waiting any longer!

- Hey! Grounded Se Jin (he couldn't do anything else as it was going).

Jimin and J-Hope looked into each other, it didn't look like Suga. Se Jin stared at him through the mirror and finally sighed: Yoon Gi was still waiting for his approval to open the envelope.
- Come on, hurry up and read it, let's get it over with. He said with a whistle, the traffic stopped again.

Suga began to read in a hoarse voice that did not stick to his child's face: "Go to Insa-Dong, a cultural place of the past with a lot of energy to capture. Have a good time." He was rather disappointed. He expected something more, something extravagant.

- Seriously, Bang PD-Nim has genius...Said J-Hope, a little ironic right after hearing their mission.

- Insa-Dong...? That's far enough from here, isn't it? Jimin asked Se Jin.

- Not if we make a detour to the Yeongdeungpo market. He replied, yawning.

- Would you like to have lunch first? Suga asked, listening carefully to his stomach. We just have to take some stuff to take to Hongdae and then go to Insa-dong...Anyway, we have plenty of time.

Everyone liked the idea and Se Jin started the car as the circulation started again.

* * *

Mi So had the chance to sit in the subway but soon regretted wearing such warm pants. She was caught between a man in a suit who looked late for work and a woman holding her baby in her arms. Mi So, was holding her large portfolio, which contained her precious main piece. Maybe I should have chosen a smaller format for this drawing. Her paper often slipped and she had to readjust it from time to time, taking care not to disturb others too much.

Sometimes she would peek at the passengers and try to imagine their lives: it kept her from focusing too much on her own. Then she began to imagine all the things she would do when she was admitted to university and started laughing stupidly.