“Seong-Jae…” “Yes?” “You don’t have to hang up.” “But I do not have anything else to say.” “You don’t need to.” Malcolm smiled to himself, closing his eyes until it was just the dark and the sound of Seong-Jae’s breaths. “You don’t need to say a single word.” Seong-Jae sounded so uncertain of himself. So young. “Then we simply…stay?” “Yeah. It’s all right to just stay.”
