"What does 'I hate you' mean to you?" There's a weight behind those words and it's not so easy for Yeonjun to answer. Once, he said it a million times over with hatred and spite, but now his tongue knots over his words, unsure of what he's meant to reply. The answer is a blurred line he can't make out and the negative terms he'd usually lay don't quite feel right. "I think so too," Beomgyu interrupts the silence. He gets it; the confusion, that is, because he doesn't know the answer either.