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“So, now we have to what?” Wendy, who was sitting on the steps of the lobby just below Chanyeol, turned her head with one hand against her chin. “It's twelve o'clock ..”

“Just wait,” Chanyeol is soothing, even with her flat voice. “Maybe in a minute.”

Due to late rehearsal for a collaboration, Wendy forgets a lot of things; is too tired. Many of his belongings were left in the training room, one of which was the key to his own apartment. The group's friends are not in town, some are on vacation, go home to their parents' homes, or have schedules out of town. His manager volunteered to pick up items in the training room because he needed to be outside, but he was gone an hour ago. His phone could not be reached.

Chanyeol himself refused to go home before Wendy came in. Wendy said many times that she was not afraid, but the man refused. I will not leave you alone, he said. Kinda dangerous.

Wendy repeatedly bowed. Chanyeol felt sorry for. Wendy is a hard worker, and she knows that she is reaching her limit. They had practiced three days from eight in the morning to twelve in the evening.

Chanyeol was also tired of waiting, but the idea of letting this woman alone wait in the middle of the night horrified him. What if Wendy is too tired and can't keep herself—lustered? He won't let it. The man was bored, but at least maybe he wasn't too sleepy.

He occasionally massaged Wendy's shoulders. The woman was silent, she took it as a sign of agreement. Chanyeol's fingers run down Wendy's back and form abstract patterns.

He suddenly got an idea while making those patterns, which sometimes became a random letter or word. Songs about the night. Silent, calm. The view can be seen from the narrow stairs, rows of buildings flanking the alleys with dim lights and downhill roads, which are seen from behind the large glass of the rather foggy apartment lobby. Both wait, after a day. The world looks cramped and fast-spinning for both of them at the moment, but Chanyeol knows there is still a lot of beauty in silence, in rare breaks like this in their busy lives.  

It will be a song, he said in his heart, already finding the opening lyrics and the refrain. Looking at the silent world with you, he thought again, making me love the silence.

Wendy leaned against the handle of the stairs. Chanyeol massaged his shoulders again, smiling in dimness.

Seulgi moved away from his friends who were gathered at the edge of the forest. The photographer called. No he thought he'd get a turn first. There are other seniors, or juniors, who are part of this Halloween special photoshoot, even the first.

Seulgi polished a red lipstick matte for touch ups before smoothing out her long black dress. His photographer chose a spot close to many trees, asking him to sit on an artificial log that was deliberately prepared as a property. There were many twigs, small red lights, and jugs. Himself gets rationed into ‘witch’.

As he was preparing himself in his seat and the photographer was checking the right side to take the photo, Jongin came next to the photographer. Seulgi raised his eyebrows, but Jongin only grinned and waved his hand. The man didn't take the photo shoot, only came in a black shirt and jeans, but since some of his friends were invited as models, maybe Seulgi thought he just wanted to have fun here.

Seulgi posed as directed several times. He thought Jongin would be bored, knowing the man was staying there until the photographer asked for a short break to consider the result. Jongin.

“Keren.”

“Yeah, it should be like that,” chirps Seulgi. They both laughed.

“Photo, dong.” Jongin suddenly pulled out his phone. Seulgi thought Jongin would back off and take a picture of him, knowing that the man called a photographer's assistant and handed him his phone. “Mumped my shirt black-black, fits, like.”

“Hey, this will be like a witch and her prince.” But Seulgi complies when Jongin asks him to turn his back, and Jongin sticks his back to Seulgi's back. Seulgi then posed a natural by raising his index finger to his chin, displaying an expression like a witch who was considering whether he should bounce off someone or not.

When he saw the results, Jongin really felt like he was doing an official photo shoot with a famous magazine. Seulgi had always known that expression, an expression that could make women out there, not knowing age.

“Prince and witch,” Jongin quotes it again. “Good, even. Doesn't always have to be about the princess and her prince, ‘kan?”

Seulgi wanted to know the intent behind that sentence actually.