147 – Recolor

He was still only in the hallway. Glancing back at the door of the house where he had been staying until a moment ago—a sight visible with just a slight turn of his head—Eun-ha tightened his grip on his phone. His feelings remained conflicted. Half of him didn't want to create friction between them with a pointless lie, while the other half feared that being honest would undoubtedly cause a massive stir.

As the silence stretched on, he heard a voice call out, "Hyung?" His wavering heart grew more turbulent. Biting his lip, unable to find his bearings, Eun-ha finally stammered out a response, pushed along by the second call of "Hyung?" He just opened his mouth and let the words fly. Unexpectedly, they came out easily.

"……I just, wasn't feeling very well."