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# Chapter 128: A Question Beneath the Night Sky
Minjun looked up at the night sky alongside Junho. They stood on an observation deck perched on a hillside outside Seoul. The city lights sprawled below them in a hazy glow, while only the stars pierced the darkness like silver needles sewn into black cloth. Cold air brushed against the tip of his nose. The faint sound of traffic drifted up from the direction of Gangnam Station in the distance.
Junho opened his mouth. His voice was low, threatening to scatter on the night breeze.
“Minjun, did you feel something from Seongjun? What do you think it was?”
Minjun’s shoulders flinched. Seongjun’s face flashed through his mind. The final words Seongjun had thrown at him lodged themselves in his chest. He bit his lip. He couldn’t understand what those words meant exactly, or why they shook him so deeply.
Junho studied Minjun’s profile. In the darkness, he could see the tension drawn tight along his jaw. Junho’s eyes narrowed—a gaze that seemed to pierce through something.
“Why did he say it like that?”
Minjun opened his mouth, then closed it again. Seongjun’s voice lingered in his ears. The texture of that voice had been rough, trembling at the edges. It carried emotion—not a simple question, but something desperate beneath it.
Junho stepped closer.
“You don’t think… Seongjun was trying to tell you something?”
The night sky seemed to deepen. The stars flickered faintly. As the wind picked up, the scent of grass brushed against his nose—the smell of mountain grass, something you could never catch in the city.
Minjun’s fingers moved inside his pocket. He wanted to grasp something, anything. But between his fingers lay only empty air.
“I don’t know.”
The words came out so quietly it was hard to believe they were his own voice.
Junho looked down at Minjun’s hands. They were trembling.