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# Chapter 127: The Quiet Voice of Dawn
Min-jun walked through the nighttime streets with Jun-ho, and the silence of the city draped in darkness soothed his restless mind. Jun-ho’s voice drifted softly beside him, low and measured. “Min-jun, you felt something from Sung-jun, didn’t you? Why do you think he said that?” Min-jun recalled Sung-jun’s voice once more, and his thoughts grew tangled. He turned the words over in his mind, and that voice carved itself deeper into his heart.
Jun-ho studied Min-jun’s face as they walked, his eyes holding something like profound curiosity. In that gaze, Min-jun found himself adrift. He tried to locate himself in Sung-jun’s eyes, turning them over in his memory. Jun-ho’s question unsettled something in him—a question he was still struggling to answer about what Sung-jun had meant.
The night streets were quiet, their footsteps echoing through the city’s darkness. Min-jun felt Sung-jun’s voice lingering in his chest, and he followed it inward, searching for himself. Jun-ho walked beside him, his eyes seeming to read the depths of Min-jun’s heart.
Min-jun replayed Sung-jun’s words again and again. Why had he said it that way? The voice had taken root so deeply that Min-jun couldn’t shake it. He pursued it like a thread, hoping it would lead him home to himself. But Jun-ho’s words had shaken something loose, and Min-jun was still grasping for answers.
The night remained still. Their footsteps carved through the urban darkness. Sung-jun’s voice persisted—a whisper that wouldn’t fade. Min-jun followed it further inward, losing himself in the search. Jun-ho remained at his side, watching, understanding.
Then Min-jun’s phone rang.
He glanced at the screen. Sung-jun’s name appeared there, glowing in the darkness. Min-jun’s eyes met Jun-ho’s, and in that moment, something shifted. The same curious intensity remained in Jun-ho’s expression, but now it felt different—weighted with something Min-jun couldn’t quite name.
“Aren’t you going to answer?” Jun-ho asked quietly.
Min-jun stared at the phone, at Sung-jun’s name, at the choice suspended before him in the quiet dawn.