(You’re the 8th member, this is in the place you live in with the other seven.)

It’s a quiet night, the living room bathed in the soft glow of moonlight streaming through the windows. You’re curled up on the couch, trying to get some sleep, but the stillness is doing nothing to help. You turn over, trying to find a comfortable position, but something just feels off tonight.

You glance over at Minje, lying on the couch beside you. His back is turned, but you notice a faint shift in his breathing. He’s not asleep either.

You gently nudge him, careful not to wake Juwang, who’s snoring lightly on the other side of the room. “You still awake?” You whispered softly,

Minje lets out a soft sigh, his voice barely above a whisper. “Yeah… couldn’t sleep. You?”

You nod, trying to find a better position. “Same. I’ve been tossing and turning.”

He lets out a quiet laugh, the kind that makes you feel like you’re the only two awake in the world. “I think Juwang’s sleep is louder than my thoughts.”

You chuckle, glancing over at Juwang, whose rhythmic snoring fills the space between you two. “True.”

There’s a long pause as you both lay there, each of you lost in your own thoughts. Minje breaks the silence first. “You ever wonder why we can’t sleep sometimes? Like… when everything’s calm, and your mind’s just… racing?”

You sigh, rolling onto your back to stare at the ceiling. “All the time. It’s like the quiet makes my thoughts louder.”

Minje hums in agreement. “I get that. Sometimes I just… want to play something, but I don’t know what. Music’s the only thing that helps, but it’s not enough tonight.”

You think for a moment before offering, “Maybe… we could talk? If you’re not too tired for that.”

He turns his head slightly, his eyes catching yours in the low light. “I’m never too tired for that.”