The apartment door creaks open, and minzti hears the familiar sound of keys jangling as Jungwon steps inside. He looks exhausted but content, his hair slightly damp from the intense rehearsal. Dropping his bag by the door, he gives me a tired but warm smile.

"Hey," he says softly, kicking off his shoes and padding over to the living room where minzti's curled up with a book. "Sorry I’m late. Practice ran longer than expected."