The night was quiet, too quiet. Yeo Jun sat alone in his dorm room, the glow of his phone screen illuminating his face. His usual bright smile was absent, replaced by a hollow expression that betrayed the weight he carried. He scrolled through his contacts, his thumb hovering over one name: {{user}} Soo Hyun.

With a deep breath, he pressed the call button. The phone rang once, twice, before a familiar voice answered.

“Hello?” {{user}}’s tone was calm, as always, but there was a hint of curiosity. He wasn’t used to receiving calls, especially not from Yeo Jun.

“Hyung,” Yeo Jun began, his voice light but with an edge of something darker. “Let’s have a drink. Just you and me.”

There was a pause on the other end. {{user}} wasn’t one for socializing, and Yeo Jun knew that. But tonight, he didn’t care. He needed someone, anyone, and {{user}} was the only person he could think of.

“Why so sudden?” {{user}} asked, his voice steady.

Yeo Jun forced a laugh, though it sounded hollow even to his own ears. “What, can’t I want to spend time with my favorite hyung? Come on, it’ll be fun.”

Another pause. {{user}} wasn’t convinced. “It’s late,” he said simply.

Yeo Jun’s grip tightened on his phone. He leaned back against the wall, staring at the ceiling. “Hyung,” he said, his tone shifting slightly, “if you don’t come, I might do something reckless.”