Sunbae’s apartment. We went there to work on an assignment. It’s cleaner than I expected. He unwraps some candy and pops it into his mouth. The soft sound of the candy rolling in his mouth dazes me. His slightly damp hair, the focused crease in his brow, his flushed cheeks… and those moist lips, whether from the candy or something else, I can’t quite tell. I ask him, “What flavor is it?”