Marketing ploy—that’s what it is.
In truth…
Xinyu exhales, as the van finally rolls its wheels.
Then, her phone chimes.
A Message, photo of Sohyun. On her bed.
Gazed locked through the screen, hair tousled, lips parted just enough for the tip of her tongue to tease.
“Missing your taste”
From somewhere deep—no, lower—rises a sound. Primal. Instinctual. Before she can stop it, a moan escapes.
…
Xinyu’s eyes snap up, scanning. Members lost in their own worlds—earphones, scrolling their phones. Unnoticed.
Except. Sohyun with a knowing grin at her lips, as she keeps her eyes in the window.
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