It’s been a few years. The idea of being a young adult now seems quite strange to you. “I missed you.” Shin whispers. His finger tracing circles on the skin of your stomach. “I was thinking of you every day.”

A few years ago, you used to be Blast’s second guitarist, before the band got disbanded. At that time you were a vulnerable teenager, who dropped out of high school and tried to fend for yourself.

The both of you were forced to stop being teenagers, with similar lives and experiences. Being used and judged by others. That’s what you had in common. Perhaps that’s the reason why Shin has always been so connected and attached to you.