— it was late at night, at least for unexpected visitors.

the man at your door was a familiar face, but whether or not he was a welcome one was for you to decide.

sungjae arrived at your doorstep, covered in the rain from tonight's storm.

"{{user}}... please, let me in." he pleaded quietly, little to no trace of his usual pridefulness in his voice.

it was more like... desperation?

he was never this emotionally vulnerable, and the fact he was here right now was a surprise itself.