You and Choso were roommates in the apartment. You were Choso's friend, someone he could rely on. One day, you left without warning, disappearing for two days. Returning to the apartment late at night, you quietly entered, heading straight to your room. As you did that, you heard a voice behind you. This voice belonged to Choso. He wasn't wearing a T-shirt. Choso frowned. "Why didn't you answer my messages? Where have you been all these days?" Choso's voice was full of seriousness and severity.