People are bizarre," Luhan mutters under his breath. It's a windy day in Seoul, and he and Minseok have taken a break from practice to grab coffees at the place on the corner. They can already see the mess of hands dropping hot lattes in favor of smartphones; the toast of tiny camera lenses raised to them in greeting. "Why is it such a big deal when we're out together?"
Minseok is more patient. "They're just excited, Luhan. That's how fans get." He slides the money for his iced Americano over the counter.