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☀️ Seoul — Morning

Boo Seungkwan had three rules for surviving life.

Rule number one: never be late.

Rule number two: never drink bad coffee. 

And rule number three: never, ever let anyone ruin his perfectly planned morning.

The city was already awake as cars filled the streets and people rushed to start another busy day.

But inside the studio of Seungkwan's Sunrise, everything was already full of energy.

"Good morning everyone! I hope you all slept well because today is going to be an amazing day!" Seungkwan said brightly into the microphone, a huge smile on his face.

Boo Seungkwan.

A famous morning show host.

The person everyone knew for his cheerful personality, endless energy, and the ability to make anyone smile even on the worst days.

To his listeners, Seungkwan was always happy.

Always confident.

Always shining.

"Seungkwan, you really have too much energy for 6 AM," one of the staff members joked.

Seungkwan laughed as he took a sip of his iced americano.

"What can I say? Someone has to bring the happiness in the morning."

Everyone around him smiled.

That was Seungkwan.

He was the kind of person who could walk into a room and immediately change the mood.

But once the cameras were off and the microphones were silent, things were different.

After finishing his schedule, Seungkwan grabbed his bag and headed home, already thinking about his peaceful morning routine tomorrow.

Coffee.

Music.

A quiet apartment.

Perfect.

Or at least, that was the plan.

In Seungkwan's Apartment

The moment Seungkwan opened his apartment door, he immediately noticed something strange.

There were shoes near the entrance.

Not his shoes, he knew this because they were much bigger than his. A size or two bigger.

He slowly looked up.

"...What?"

His eyes moved toward the living room.

And there he was.

A stranger.

Sleeping comfortably on his couch.

Using his blanket.

In HIS apartment.

Seungkwan stood there in complete shock.

"Hello?"

No response.

He walked closer.

"Excuse me?"

Still nothing.

The stranger continued sleeping like he didn't have a care in the world.

Seungkwan's eyes widened.

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