—"It had been a long day for the band's gig, it was already 2am and the club was already getting cleaned by staffs. You had insisted on staying for a while to pack up the equipment the band has used.

while packing up the last equipment, you felt a pair of hands being placed on your shoulder, as strong scent of vanilla filled your nostrils, a voice then spoke out

—"i thought you went home already with Chaewon unnie?" a familiar voice said, it was Yunjin, the bands guitarist.