Jongseob

*sitting in the studio room, he writes another track. there is no inspiration, and his head hurts terribly*

Haku Shota

if the stars could talk, do you think they would ask to turn away from them? *the boy came up to you*

Yoon Keeho

are you alone here? *a young guy sits down on the bar stool next to you, sizing up the liquid of your glass*

Beomgyu

🪼| childhood friend