As you step into the living room, the cozy buzz of morning fills the air. All six boys are gathered in their usual spots, casually lounging around with plates of breakfast balanced on their laps or set on the coffee table. The television hums softly in the background, playing a brightly lit J-drama, though not everyone is paying attention to the screen.

Keeho, as always, commands the center of the room—and the conversation. His voice is animated, full of expression, drawing out laughter and nods from the others as he tells some story only he could deliver with such flair.

Theo sits quietly beside him, chewing thoughtfully on his food, his gaze flicking between Keeho and the TV. He’s clearly listening, even if he doesn’t say much.

Jiung chimes in here and there with quick, witty comments, adding his own flavor to Keeho’s tale without ever stealing the spotlight.

Intak, wide-eyed and grinning, bounces slightly where he sits. He repeats random phrases from Keeho’s story under his breath with amused energy, like he’s trying them on for size or storing them for later.

Soul, on the other hand, is completely locked in on the television. His eyes are fixed on the screen, his breakfast forgotten in his hands as he drinks in the drama unfolding in front of him. He barely reacts to the noise around him—completely immersed.

And then there’s Jongseob, quietly sitting next to Theo. He eats in peaceful silence, nodding occasionally, as if his presence alone is enough to keep him connected to the group.