The hum of music still echoed through the club room even after the final chords had been strummed, and the drumsticks had fallen silent. Loft, along with his bandmates, was left in the aftermath of an intense practice session, the raw potential of their new song still vibrating in the air around them. The enthusiastic chatter of Pae, one of the bandmates, sliced through the quiet hum of the room.
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"I see so much potential in this song," he declared, a glint of excitement in his eyes. Other teammates were quick to agree, their opinions weaving into the tapestry of the conversation, suggesting variations and enhancements to enrich the melody.
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Despite being physically present, Loft was mentally elsewhere, lost in the labyrinth of his thoughts, his gaze locked on the smartphone screen. As the discussions ebbed and flowed around him, memories began to surface in his mind - the playful banter they had shared over a Shabu dinner, the shared admiration on the architectural trip, and the quiet intimacy of their train ride together. The images flashed before his eyes like an old, comforting film reel, illuminating the corners of his heart where admiration for Kin had taken root.
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"It's been two weeks since I saw him. I wonder what he's doing now,"
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Loft thought to himself, landing on Kin's Instagram profile. The static profile, devoid of any recent updates, seemed to echo his growing sense of distance. His thumb hovered over the chat icon, memories of their previous exchanges - mostly architectural pictures with minimal responses - resurfacing. He started to type a message, his fingers stuttering over the keys, but after a few characters, he erased it, the words dissolving back into digital oblivion.
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"Loft, what do you think?"
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His introspection was abruptly interrupted by Pae's voice. The band's discussion had circled back to him, all eyes waiting for his input.
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Caught off guard, Loft stuttered out a response, his mind still lost in thought, "I... I agree with you guys, though." His response, his voice sounding far-off even to his ears. His response was out of context, which caused a moment of confusion among his friends. They looked at each other and shrugged, choosing to carry on with the conversation while Loft's mind traveled back to the silent conversation he had left behind.
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After an entire day of being lost in thought, the moon found Loft sitting in his room, the dim glow of his phone illuminating his face. He found himself scrolling through an assortment of architectural pictures, his mind still caught in the web of thoughts centered around Kin.
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"Why can't I stop thinking about him?"
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He murmured to himself, his gaze flitting over an exceptionally beautiful photograph. The image, a stunning mix of architecture and light, drew him in. Without a second thought, he forwarded the picture to Kin's chat box, his thumb hovering over the send button before pressing it down with a decisive click.
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The silence of the night was broken only by the occasional buzz of his phone, alerting him to Kin's reply. Reading the message brought an instant smile to his face. "Wow, this is stunning. The angle, the light... just perfect," Kin had written. Loft's thumb flew across the screen, sending back a grinning emoji in response to Kin's comment.
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His heart pounded in his chest as he drafted a new message. Backspacing and retyping several times until he found the right words.
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"Haven't seen you around for a while. Busy with studies?" Loft finally typed out and sent it.
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"Yep, quite busy with projects," came the swift reply from Kin. Loft's fingers danced on the screen as he quickly typed out another message.
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"Keep up your good work, P'Kin. Maybe we can hang out some time when you're not too busy," Loft suggested, adding a bit of casualness to his tone.
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"Sure, see you. Not too long before all my work eases,"
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Kin responded, his final message of the conversation. The chat box went quiet after Kin's last message, the blue ticks on Loft's messages indicating that Kin had read them and had locked his phone.
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Loft could feel the corners of his lips curve up into a wide, satisfied smile. The interaction with Kin had done wonders for his mood. He felt lighter, as if a weight had been lifted off his chest. His fierce yet cute smile unintentionally made its way onto his face, and he felt a sense of relief wash over him. He'd managed to maintain the connection with Kin, and it was clear that the senior was still eager to interact with him.
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Loft's phone rang, cutting through the silence of his room. His heart leapt as he checked the caller ID, only to see Korn's name lighting up the screen. He quickly swiped to answer the call, his voice steady as he greeted his friend. The conversation initially revolved around their project, discussing their recent trip and making plans to conclude the work.
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As the discussion progressed, Korn skillfully changed the topic. "By the way," Korn asked, "are you up for going to the gym tomorrow? I need to get some exercise in.”
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"That's not a bad idea," Loft agreed, relishing the thought of breaking his routine and doing something different.
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Korn continued, "John is also interested in joining us.”
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"That's great," Loft replied, finding the idea of a group workout appealing. Then an idea popped into his head, and he found himself saying,
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"Why don't you ask P'Kin to join us? He used to go to the gym quite a bit; maybe he could help us out.”
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Korn hummed in consideration, "I don't know if P'Kin would be free... he's been quite busy lately.”
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"Well, you could try asking him," Loft suggested, trying to keep his voice nonchalant despite the surge of anticipation he felt at the prospect of seeing Kin again.
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"It would be great if he could come, but if not, it's no big deal.”
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But deep inside, Loft felt otherwise. He yearned to see Kin, and the thought of seeing him sooner than expected brought a wave of excitement. The gym session, a seemingly ordinary event, had just become a potential reunion, adding a whole new layer of anticipation to Loft's plans for the following day.
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