"It's Do Kyungsoo."
The lab door opens and someone comes in carrying a test tube.
"Come out. Let's go eat."
Do Kyungsoo. Three letters neatly sewn in black thread.
Kyungsoo, who had taken off his white coat, called out to Baekhyun.
"I told you not to come into the lab."
"I know all the people in Lipsil."
"I'm scared you'll have an accident."
"What kind of accident did I have?"
"There are a lot of dangerous things there."
"okay."
"What's wrong with your hands?"
"It's nothing. Let's go."
"What is it? Look quickly."
"I'm sculpting. I have to prepare for graduation."
"Be careful. What's with your hand?"
"Let's stop by the studio for a bit."
As I opened the studio door, the smell of oil painting wafted in.
"I smell like oil. Let's hurry up and get out."
A sketchbook with several Davids drawn on it.
4B pencil, pencil sharpener residue and a knife.
Apron stained with paint.
Clean, soaked brushes and wet rags.
Just coming here makes me dizzy.
"Are you feeling dizzy again? Go outside."
"it's okay."
I went to where the window was open and sat on the railing.
"Is that it?"
A white plaster statue.
"huh"
Baekhyun poured out the water and returned the statue, then took the crater.
"What do you want to eat?"
I put my sketchbook in my shopper bag and open the studio door.
The moment I step out of the studio, I feel dizzy again.
A space that seems completely separate from the universe.
I quietly watched as he took out the white cardigan from his shopper bag and handed it to me.
"It's cold on campus."
Fingers cut and torn here and there by knives.
Traces of paint that haven't fully faded.
Bruises on every joint of my fingers.
Cover the hand.
"you,"
He looks cold today.
You were quietly looking at the hand covering the back of my hand, and then you took the cardigan with your other hand,
Turn your hand over and take my hand.
Fingers that seem familiar.
Yeah, it's still warm.
"Do you want to go home?"
Baekhyun Byun with his natural hair flowing down calmly.
He reached out with his other hand and ruffled it slightly.
"..let's go"
You hold my hand a little tighter and smile prettily.
It feels like fall.
I see you red like maple leaves.
I see autumn in you.
Take a quick look at it.
Still pretty.
