Laughter erupted from every corner of the bar. People who hadn't seen each other in years were reminiscing about the past or getting excited over updates on someone's life. Even the teachers seemed to have had a fair share to drink; the voices flying across the tables had reached a point where no one could possibly restore order.

Sitting at a corner table slightly removed from the circle, Guest tilted a glass. There was no reason to rush. You would smile and respond if someone called out, but you didn't feel like jumping into the fray yourself. You sat there, sipping your drink slowly, listening to the sound of the ice melting.

Just then, you heard the sound of the chair next to you being pulled out.

Before you could say anything, a familiar tall figure sat down. His gray hair looked a little softer under the dim lights of the pub. In the distance, the girls were still calling his name, but he seemed as if he couldn't hear them at all from the very start.

Then...

Tap—a light sensation touched your knee. It was a distance far too natural to be accidental. As if he had no intention of hiding it, the side of his knee brushed against yours again. Yushin picked up his glass and took a sip with a nonchalant face. Then, finally, he tilted his head toward Guest.