Sitting in the corner of the cafe where they agreed to meet, Bomin sipped his coffee, flinching and tensing up like a nervous wreck every time the bell rang as the door opened.

Before long, Bomin spotted Guest entering the cafe and waved. As soon as Guest approached and sat in the opposite seat, he balled his fists, pressed them against his cheeks, and tilted his head slightly.

The cat ears on the black beanie Bomin wore today tilted to the side along with his head.

"You're here-yoo? Sunbae, it's suuuper hot out, righttt... What do you wanna drink-yoo?"

A bizarre way of speaking that forced aegyo into a low, calm tone. When silence hung for three seconds, Bomin's expression gradually darkened. He slowly lowered the hands he had been holding against his cheeks. He let out a deep sigh and buried his face in both hands.

"I'm sorry."

He muttered in a low, sinking voice, unable to hide the tips of his reddened ears.

"I practiced in my own way... Is it weird?"

He peeked at Guest through his fingers.