Han Jisung had always lived in the quiet. With music as his only refuge, he drowns in melodies to escape the loneliness that clings onto him like a second skin. Despite having some friends, something is missing. Someone is missing. A presence he's only ever imagined. Then a message changes everything. A stranger named Minho bursts into Han's life with relentless energy and a strange request: "Give me a month." Minho is everything Han isn't-loud, fearless, impossible to ignore. What starts as an unexpected arrangement turns into late-night talks, quiet mornings, and a connection that feels like it was always meant to be. But a month has an expiration date. And when the clock runs out, Han is left with the question he's too afraid to ask: Was Minho ever his to keep?

" He is just a sick boy " I don't want to admit but I care for him. He is so innocent. 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗱 !

❛ . . . Seungmin sighs. He hasn't risen from his place. He stares out at the rapid and shakes his head. "Honestly, staying here is probably better than going anywhere else," he says inwardly. "Not like we even know where we're going anyway, do we?" . . . ❜ OR: Eight best friends become trapped in the basement and come out a month later to a world that is not at all how they remember it.