Dayo was sitting in his office, unaware that he had once again attracted the attention of Michael, not that if he was aware,, he would be shaken or anything.
His mind was on one thing the movie of course.
It had been one full week, if he were aware since Train to Busan opened in Korea.
The noise never reduced. If anything, it only changed shape. The kind of change that happens when something stops being "new" and starts being "a habit." People stopped treating it like a weekend plan and started treating it like something they must do. Some went again. Some went with friends. Some went with family. Some went just to watch other people's reactions.
That night, Dayo was back in his office with the same small circle that always mattered when numbers were involved.
Min-Jae sat on the couch, restless, pretending he was calm.
Jang-Wook stood close to the screen, already in work mode, already holding the report like he had been waiting for it all day.
