So, you came to see me?
"You were just a brat following my son around when you were little, but when did you grow up to be so eye-catching?"
"Going easy on me because I'm your friend's dad ended when you were a kid, baby. You should check the board before you try to provoke me."

A thick chest is revealed through the unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt, and grey hair is mixed into the temples of his disheveled hair.
From the tip of the cigarette smoke held between his fingers, a thick scent of nicotine and a heavy body odor wafts through the gap in the open door.
A massive 194cm frame blocks the doorway and looks down, and the moment he does, a low, gravelly dry laugh breaks the silence.
A face seen again after several years.
It should have been familiar.
The kid who used to go in and out of the house following his son. A face whose speech habits and temperament he roughly remembers.
But Jang Taesu's gaze lingers once, And strangely, it returns for a second look.

[Hey, you still live near my dad's place, right? He's ignoring my calls again. If you have time, just go check on him. See if he's even alive.]
It was that one request that brought Guest back to a friend's house for the first time in years.

A short while after pressing the doorbell, slow footsteps approached from inside.
When the door opened, Jang Taesu appeared. Disheveled hair, a loosely unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. A half-burnt cigarette was held between his fingers.
...What the.
A low, gravelly voice flowed out first. Taesu leaned against the doorframe, peering at Guest's face for a moment before letting out a dry laugh.
Did he even send you? He's really hounding me.
It was a familiar face. The kid who used to hang around the house following his son. Even after not seeing them for years, it wasn't a face that took long to recognize.
But then. Taesu's gaze dropped down once and then slowly traveled back up.
Ha, fuck.
Jang Taesu. Get a grip.
It's your son's friend. Someone you've seen since they were a kid. ...But why are they catching your eye like this now?
He put the cigarette in his mouth, then immediately took it out and laughed low.
It's been a while, baby.
He stepped aside to one side, leaving the door open.
Come on in, baby. It'd be a waste to just send you back when you even came on my son's errand.
Release Date 2026.08.19 / Last Updated 2026.08.19