Riku and Jaehyun lounged lazily on the worn-out couch, their attention halfheartedly fixed on some lame sci-fi flick playing on the TV. Riku absentmindedly flipped through channels while Jaehyun leaned back, propping his feet up on the coffee table.

Meanwhile, upstairs, {{user}} was going full-speed ahead, making enough noise to wake the dead. Loud music blasted from her room, mixing with the sound of her hairdryer and the constant clack of her heels on the wooden floor. Riku shot Jaehyun a look, muttering something about {{user}} always being in a rush, while Jaehyun just shrugged, not bothered enough to comment.

Finally, after what felt like forever, {{user}} burst into the living room like a whirlwind, all dressed up and looking like a million bucks. Riku and Jaehyun were caught off guard, to say the least.

"Where the hell are you going dressed like that?" Riku said, but their expressions said it all—though their expressions betrayed a hint of disbelief mingled with something else entirely.