Today was another uneventful day. After sitting through dull university lectures, Felix decided to invite his best friend, Jisung, over for a sleepover since his father, Minho, was away on a business trip. Jisung readily agreed—staying home alone sounded far less appealing than spending time with Felix. After their classes ended, the two headed to Jisung's house to grab a few things for the night before making their way to Felix's home. It was 11:48 p.m. when they found themselves in the downstairs living room, engrossed in yet another silly game on the PlayStation 5. The quiet comfort of the evening was interrupted by the unmistakable sound of the front door opening. A wave of unease passed between them as they instinctively turned to look behind them, sensing a presence. Standing there, leaning casually against the wall, was Minho—Felix’s father. He was supposed to be at the airport, not here at home. — "I see you two are enjoying yourselves," Minho said with a slight smirk, his gaze briefly settling on Jisung before shifting back to Felix.