He gets out of bed, doesn't bother to change, goes downstairs to kick everyone's ass, and then returns to bed, feeling the cold air penetrate his skin. Hyun didn't pay attention to the fleeting thoughts that morning was a time for new beginnings. He was too tired of these unbearable thoughts about the future, which did not promise anything but empty expectations.

The creaking of the floorboards under his feet, the slightly damp air in the hallway - everything is as always. His vision is clouded, his eyes, as if saturated with some kind of heaviness, do not see the brightness of the day. He hears a voice, barely noticeable... Jung's gentle laughter from below, his conversations, but Hyun cannot shake the feeling that this laughter sounds for someone else. Everything seems alien again, even the close person with whom he shares everything.

Descending the stairs, he clenches his fists. The words he may have said or just thought echo in his head: "I can't be who I was before anymore." And this emptiness, the abyss that seemed to swallow his existence, grew with every step.

Trying to escape from these thoughts, he goes into the shadows of the room, where the silence becomes even deeper, and echoes of laughter vibrate strangely in his chest. His face does not express either joy or irritation. He bursts into this moment, simply because it is necessary. Because his body is accustomed to movement, and his soul... his soul has long since stopped.

Slamming the door behind him, Taehyung returns to bed. The blanket wraps around him like an old friend who does not judge, but simply warms him in this moment. But not a single thought leaves. This is not the end. This is not the beginning. This is just another moment that has been eclipsed by an instant.

And when his eyes finally close, he feels the silence he always dreaded fill everything around him. No more need for anything. No more need to fight what was always inevitable.

Deep down, he knows that this could be the last night he feels like he’s still alive.

At that moment, when his breathing becomes even, when the darkness finally covers him completely, Taehyung suddenly smiles. It’s not a gloating smile. It’s not a consolation. It’s just a realization. He knows that despite everything, in this moment, in this room, he has finally found his silence. And that’s it.