Friday evenings always felt lighter somehow.
Maybe because work ended earlier.
Maybe because the city looked prettier at night.
Or maybe because everyone simply felt more alive knowing the weekend had finally arrived.
Mira sat cross-legged on Ria’s couch while eating snacks straight from the packet, completely ignoring the chaos happening beside her.
Ria sat dangerously close to her laptop screen, refreshing a website every three seconds like her life depended on it.
Two laptops open.
Three phones charging.
Snacks scattered everywhere.
The entire apartment looked like a war zone.
Mira blinked slowly.
“…Are you booking concert tickets or hacking NASA?”
“Shh.”
Ria raised one hand dramatically without looking away from the screen.
“This is serious.”
Mira stared at her for another few seconds before laughing softly.
“What even are you trying to book?”
Ria gasped like the question itself was offensive.
“SEVYN concert tickets, obviously.”
Mira froze slightly.
For a second— the name alone felt strangely nostalgic.
SEVYN.
It had been years since she properly followed anything related to them.
But there was a time when their songs had quietly become part of her life.
Back during college— their music had stayed beside her through long nights, breakdowns, loneliness, exams, heartbreak, and silent moments nobody else noticed.
There was a time she knew every song.
Every lyric.
Every smile.
A small smile appeared on her face without realizing it.
Ria noticed immediately.
“Wait.”
Mira looked up.
“You know SEVYN, right?”
A soft laugh escaped Mira.
“Know?” she repeated quietly.
“I was obsessed with them during college.”
Ria’s jaw dropped dramatically.
“EXCUSE ME?”
Mira laughed properly this time.
“What?”
“You NEVER told me this!”
“It just never came up.”
Ria immediately moved closer like this was now life-changing information.
“Who’s your bias?”
Mira covered her face instantly.
“Oh my God, we’re not doing this.”
“We ARE absolutely doing this.”
A helpless smile appeared on Mira’s face.
Honestly— it felt strange talking about this part of her life again after so long.
Like reconnecting with an older version of herself she had quietly left behind somewhere.
Back then, SEVYN wasn’t just music for her.
Their songs had comforted her through difficult days nobody knew about.
During lonely nights in college hostels.
During silent breakdowns before exams.
During moments when she felt emotionally exhausted.
And somehow— hearing their names again now made something inside her feel lighter.
Ria narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
“So?”
Mira sighed dramatically.
“…Yejun.”
Ria screamed immediately.
“I KNEW IT.”
“Please lower your voice.”
“No because this is important.”
Mira laughed helplessly while throwing a cushion toward her.
“You’re unbelievable.”
“And you’re a hidden fangirl.”
The laughter between them slowly filled the apartment.
Warm.
Easy.
And strangely—
Mira couldn’t remember the last time she laughed this freely.
Maybe some memories never really disappear.
They just wait quietly until something brings them back again.
Suddenly—
Ria froze.
Completely froze.
Her eyes widened dramatically at the laptop screen.
Mira blinked.
“…Why do you look possessed?”
“I’M IN.”
Silence.
Then immediate chaos.
“RIA.”
“Oh my God oh my God—”
Mira nearly dropped the snack packet as Ria typed faster than humanly possible.
A few seconds later—
Ria screamed so loudly that Mira physically flinched.
“I GOT THEM.”
Everything went silent.
Mira stared at her blankly.
“…No.”
“YES.”
“No way.”
“YES WAY.”
Ria jumped from the couch dramatically and grabbed Mira’s shoulders.
“WE’RE GOING TO THE SEVYN CONCERT.”
For a second—
Mira genuinely didn’t know how to react.
It felt unreal somehow.
Like suddenly reconnecting with a version of herself she hadn’t seen in years.
Excitement slowly spread through her chest before she could stop it.
And honestly— she had missed that feeling.
The excitement from getting the concert tickets somehow stayed with Mira for days.
Ria had already planned outfits, makeup, photos, and approximately their entire future around the concert.
Meanwhile, Mira mostly laughed at her dramatic behavior while secretly feeling excited herself.
It still felt strange.
After so many years—
SEVYN had suddenly become part of her life again.
Sometimes while working, old songs randomly started playing in her mind.
Sometimes during late-night walks with earphones in, she found herself revisiting songs she hadn’t heard in years.
And somehow— those familiar melodies still comforted her the same way they used to before.
Life outside continued normally.
Office.
Coffee breaks.
Deadlines.
Weekend outings.
But now there was also something else quietly waiting ahead.
The concert.
Meanwhile— on the other side of Seoul— life had become even more exhausting.
Concert season always did this.
Practice rooms stayed occupied until morning.
Studios barely slept.
Managers looked permanently stressed.
And SEVYN— somehow survived on caffeine, chaos, and each other.
The large practice room echoed with music as all seven members moved through choreography again despite visible exhaustion.
Sweat.
Heavy breathing.
Repeated counts.
Again.
And again.
And again.
“Five minute break!” Hoseok finally announced dramatically before collapsing directly onto the floor.
“Only five?” Jungkook complained while lying completely flat beside him.
“We should sue management,” Taehyung added seriously.
Yoongi didn’t even look up from his phone.
“You won’t survive court either.” This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
That instantly made Jin laugh loudly.
“Honestly, at this point I don’t even know what day it is anymore.”
“Thursday,” Junho answered automatically while drinking water.
A pause.
Then Jungkook blinked.
“…It’s Monday.”
Silence.
Junho slowly lowered the bottle.
“That explains a lot.”
The entire room burst into tired laughter.
Moments like this somehow made exhausting schedules easier.
Because no matter how difficult things became— they always endured it together.
Some nights they didn’t even bother going home anymore.
They simply stayed inside the studio.
Sleeping on couches.
Wrapped in blankets.
Waking up to staff members dragging them back into rehearsals.
Comfortable chaos.
Familiar exhaustion.
And despite everything— concerts still remained special somehow.
Because no matter how tired they became, hearing fans sing along always reminded them why they started in the first place.
…..
Close to 2 AM, Yejun finally returned home after another endless practice day.
The hallway was silent except for the soft sound of his footsteps.
As usual— the apartment beside his still had lights on.
Strange.
Apartment 507 almost never slept either.
Yejun unlocked his apartment quietly before pausing for a second.
Faint music drifted softly through the wall.
Hindi songs tonight.
Soft.
Calm.
Comforting.
Sometimes it was laughter.
Sometimes late-night video calls.
Sometimes complete silence.
And sometimes— just music playing quietly in the background while the neighboring apartment remained awake with him beneath the same night sky.
Strangely enough— he had gotten used to it.
Maybe because his own life had become too loud lately.
Too crowded.
Too exhausting.
But that apartment beside his— always felt peaceful somehow.
Real.
Not because of the girl herself.
He still barely knew anything about her.
And honestly— he never once felt like going over and talking to her either.
It was simply…
comforting.
The familiar lights.
The quiet songs.
The reminder that someone else was awake too while the rest of the city slept.
Yejun leaned briefly against the kitchen counter after entering his apartment, exhaustion settling heavily into his body.
From somewhere through the wall, he heard faint laughter again.
Probably another call with her family.
A small unconscious smile almost appeared on his face before disappearing just as quickly.
Strange.
For someone he barely knew— apartment 507 had slowly become part of his routine without him realizing it.
And maybe— that was why home had started feeling slightly less empty lately.
The artist whose songs once stayed beside her during sleepless nights… now lived only a wall away from her.
She still smiled hearing his name after all these years.
Still carried old memories connected to his voice, his music, his existence.
And yet— she didn’t know that the person she once admired from far away… had already unknowingly become part of her everyday life.
“Jise kabhi sirf screen ke uss paar dekha tha… aaj woh itna kareeb tha ki bas ek deewar ka faasla reh gaya tha.
Par ajeeb baat yeh thi— dono hi ek doosre se anjaan the.”