THE morning after the incident, Haneul and most of his teammates—everyone except Park Seongwoo—gathered again in the same practice room. They sat in tense silence, waiting for the PD or a staff member to arrive and announce their decision about Lee Minjae's fate.
Kim Joonhyuk cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably in the silence. "So... that whole mess yesterday," he began, rubbing the back of his neck. "That was... something, wasn't it?"
Robin smirked, stretching his legs out. "Yeah, 'something'—like a train wreck where we all played the unlucky passengers."
The dry remark pulled a surprised chuckle from Haneul, and even Taeyang's lips twitched—though he quickly schooled his expression into its usual indifference.
Kim Joonhyuk seemed to take Robin's comment as permission to keep talking. "Honestly, I still can't believe Lee Minjae didn't take his suppressants," he said, shaking his head. "I mean, we all signed the same contract. How hard is it to follow basic rules?"
