Jiyeon clutched her head, groaning as she watched Seoyeon rolling around on the floor like a wild animal.

Though the circumstances were different, this scene felt oddly reminiscent of Seoyeon back in middle school.

Back then, too, she had been unpredictable—someone who could leap from one wild impulse to another without warning.

This reminded Jiyeon of a time when freshly woken Seoyeon looked exactly like this: a mix of confusion, energy, and chaos.

“Is Seoyeon always this strong?” Seohui asked, still processing the sight of the crushed beer can.

“Shh,” Jiyeon shushed, putting a finger to her lips as her …