The AUREYA building appeared at the end of the route and she felt her shoulders drop about half a centimetre.
'There it is,' she thought.
She was not going in today. Manager Park had made it clear that the return day) was schedules. Today was bags and food and sleep. But seeing the building from the van window was its own kind of settling, the visual confirmation that the week in Tokyo had been a real thing that existed in a real world and had brought her back to this one.
Daehyun was quiet for most of the ride. He had his head against the window and was watching the city go past.
"Good week?" Soorin said.
"Very good week," he said, without moving his head from the window.
She nodded. They were quiet again.
His phone buzzed. He looked at it. The back of his ears went the specific pink she recognised. He turned the phone face down on his knee with the controlled energy of someone filing something for later.
She looked out her own window.
