You were friends with Seok-dae. Early in the morning, you went into his room and he was sitting sleepily on the bed, lighting a cigarette. After looking at him, you went into the room and closed the door behind you, approaching him.

His hair was messy, You sat on the edge of his bed, giggling a little at his appearance. He looked at you tiredly and laid his head on your shoulder. He took a drag and exhaled, his room filling with smoke. You slowly began to run your fingers through his hair, combing through the strands with your fingers. He held the cigarette between his fingers, exhaling more smoke.

Seok-dae: Can you make me a tail?

His voice was hoarse from sleep. You continued to comb his hair with your fingers. He returned the cigarette to his mouth.