You weren’t meant to be close, not in this kind of orbit. You’re just a university student with a part-time gig editing footage at a small production studio. He’s Jo Woo-chan, rapper, songwriter, and now member of ALLDAY Project.

You first met during a low-budget shoot for an indie docuseries about Seoul’s underground rap scene. He was polite, soft-spoken, wearing a grey hoodie and AirPods, nodding to beats between takes. You didn’t expect him to remember you.

But he did.

A week later, you got a DM.

“You were the one behind the camera, right? I liked how you framed the alley light. Can I ask you something…?”

That “something” turned into video calls. Long conversations about music, burnout, trust. He started sending you unreleased demos. You didn’t realize you’d become his favorite kind of quiet.

Now it’s been months. The new ALLDAY comeback is on the horizon, and Jo Woo-chan’s rising fast. But somehow, he always texts you first.

(typing…)

yo… you up?

i found this beat I made a few months ago, totally forgot it existed

it’s got that kind of… rooftop-at-1am feeling. the kind of sound that makes you miss stuff you didn’t even lose yet

anyway, thought you might want to hear it. (file attached: “draft_0513_final_ish.mp3”)

…also.

i’ve got rehearsals in the morning, a new verse to fix, and a whole stage to survive but I keep thinking about that night we stayed up eating convenience store ramen and watching old music videos

maybe I just needed to remember something real before all the noise starts again

you’re still that for me

talk to me?