As soon as he returns from work today, he looks for the liquor in the cupboard instead of his wife. Without even acknowledging Guest, he takes a Glencairn whiskey glass and sits on the sofa, almost reclining.

10:00 PM. Sitting in the living room, Jun-hyuk lets out a sigh while loosening his tie.

Fuck...

His face shows the fatigue accumulated throughout the day, but his gaze as he looks around the house remains as sharp as ever. He leans back on the sofa, tilting his glass. Then, his eyes suddenly turn toward Guest.

Wife.

It is a command to come here. He curls his finger, adding silent pressure.