Coming Back

Joon-won nodded, bending down to pick up the letters piled at his door while Sang-Kyu gathered the dried-up flowers. It seemed his address had gotten out, but he wasn't particularly surprised. This part of the city lacked the security of the more central areas, so word could easily spread about his residence.

"Right, you go in. I'll throw these away and come back to you. Your apartment must be dusty, so just open the windows and balcony to ventilate the place," suggested Sang-Kyu as he walked down with the dried flowers.

"Thanks, hyung," Joon-won replied, heading inside.