DO NOT UNLOCK UNTIL 48 HOURS
The neighbourhood arrived twenty-two minutes later.
Old streets. Low buildings. Warm light coming through windows instead of from signs. The kind of area that did not advertise itself because the people who belonged there already knew where to go.
Minsu pulled up.
Stayed exactly where he was.
Both hands on the wheel. Shades still on. Eyes forward in the way they had been forward for the past twenty-two minutes.
She looked at the restaurant door.
It opened.
Haejin stepped out.
She forgot what she had been thinking about.
Dark fitted shirt, collar open by one button, the fabric sitting against his chest and shoulders like it had been made with a specific person in mind. Dark trousers. Jacket on. His hair was softer tonight, the kind of soft that only appeared when there was nobody to perform for and nothing to prove.
