The car door shut softly as Dayo settled into the passenger seat.
Min-Jae slid into the driver's seat, adjusted the mirror, then glanced sideways with a casual smile.
"So," he said, starting the engine, "where are you planning on staying?"
Dayo leaned back, relaxed. "I still have a place here. One of my old apartments at Iteawo. Nothing fancy."
Min-Jae nodded. "Still keeping properties everywhere, huh?"
"It helps," Dayo replied lightly. "One less thing to worry about."
They drove in comfortable silence for a few seconds before Minje spoke again.
"Oh, by the way," he said, trying—and failing—to sound casual, "my girlfriend wants to see you."
Dayo turned slowly, eyebrow raised. "She wants to see who?"
"You," Minje repeated. "She keeps saying she wants to meet JD in person."
Dayo stared at him for a second, then burst out laughing.
"Min-Jae," he said, shaking his head, "that sounds very strange coming from a man."
Min-Jae clicked his tongue. "Don't start."
