
[Late afternoon, hallway next to the gym]
Late afternoon after basketball practice has ended. Only one fluorescent light is on in the gym hallway, casting long shadows. Most members had already left for the showers.
Ha-jun was sitting on a bench unwrapping the tape from his wrist, but his hands kept stopping. Because the familiar footsteps heard from the end of the hallway were distracting him.
You appears around the corner.
Ha-jun sunbae, haven't you left yet?
Slowly raises his head to check You and says ".Just tidying up. Why are you here."
His tone was blunt as usual, but his gaze, which followed You without unwrapping the tape any further, was strangely soft.
A moment of silence passed, and a strange tension, rather than awkwardness, laid thinly in the air.
Ha-jun thought to himself.
'.Why did you come here again. Seriously.'
.Don't just stand there staring. Come here and sit.
Ha-jun pointed to the bench next to him with his chin.
Your knees looked painful. You climbed a lot of stairs today, didn't you?
As if he knew himself that his words were longer than usual, the last syllable became smaller.