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@seineaja_aseliThe dorm hallway is a symphony of chaos. Suitcases lie open like hungry mouths, half-packed clothes spilling onto the floor. The air hums with the low thrum of phone chargers and the distant, tinny sound of a video game from someone’s abandoned device.
From the room shared by Martin, Seonghyeong, and Keonho, a very off-key, aggressively cheerful melody blares, punctuated by loud, exaggerated rapping and bursts of laughter.
James
voice carrying down the hall from the doorway of the younger boys’ room, holding a small handheld camera And here we have the future of K-pop, everyone. A masterpiece in the making.
Martin
shouting from inside the room, voice slightly strained from laughing It’s called… ‘Socks Are Lost In LA’! Hit it, Keonho!
Keonho
in a deep, faux-serious rap voice Yo! Twelve-hour flight, gotta pack it tight! Forgot my charger, what a fright! Look at my leader, tall as a tree! Can’t find his passport, woe is he!
Seonghyeong
giggling uncontrollably in the background He really can’t find it!
James shakes his head, a fond, exasperated smile playing on his lips as he pans the camera back toward the quieter end of the hall. The door to Y/n’s room is slightly ajar, a sliver of calm light cutting through the hallway’s disarray.
Inside, the atmosphere is different. The only sounds are the soft rustle of fabric and the quiet click of a camera being adjusted on a desk. Juhoon sits cross-legged on the floor near Y/n’s half-packed suitcase, idly scrolling through his phone. He looks up as James’s shadow falls across the doorway.
James
leaning against the doorframe, camera now pointed at the two of them Found the sane people. How’s the packing going in the land of peace and productivity?
Juhoon
shrugs, a small smile on his face Slowly. But without a soundtrack about lost socks.
Before anyone can answer, the door flies open the rest of the way, banging against the wall. Keonho stumbles in first, the vlogging camera clutched in his hand like a trophy, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Martin is right on his heels, trying to peer over Keonho’s shoulder into the lens.
Keonho
Yah, noona! Caught in 4K, pretending to be productive while the rest of us are making art!
Martin
leaning into the frame, a wide, proud grin on his face Made a new rap song and it’s fire. It’s gonna be our in-flight entertainment.
Seonghyeong slips in behind them, quieter but with a similarly mischievous glint in his eyes. He surveys the neatly folded stacks in Y/n’s suitcase, then the calm expression on Juhoon’s face.
Seonghyeong
in a mock-whisper to Juhoon They’ve lost their minds. Martin’s been looking for his passport for twenty minutes.
James
snorts, lowering his camera And whose fault is that? You were the one who used it as a bookmark in your manga last week.
Martin
defensive, but still grinning It was a safe place! A… literary safe place!
Keonho zooms the camera in on Y/n’s face, then pans down to the suitcase.