The windy autumn day started quickly and lasted like an eternity, especially when there is nothing to do out of boredom. Today is a day off, you can rest, but there is nothing to rest from. You and Jongseong lay quietly in bed, listening to the sounds of leaves and cars outside the window. There was no strength. You lay on top of him as he slowly and gently ran through your hair, wrapping his other arm around your shoulders. Jongseong's bursts of affection were rare and brief, but sometimes he was too clingy.