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Bright rose the Sun on such a day as this, Her rays gentle yet sweet as they swept over the courtyard, the small patch of greenery that often aided in getting him through the day, even with the help of a chilled drink and baseball cap that covered recently buzzed locks. Rising from his spot on a bench, the trainer meandered back inside, pushing the door open with his forearm as another staff member moved past. The perspiration from his drink slid along his finger and wrist, sneakily making its way down his arm as the reusable cup was brought back to his lips.

Over the edge of the cup, the trainer spotted a familiar face entering the building, which caused a smile to birth as he swallowed the cool liquid.

“Long time no see,” Kinam greeted, a smirk playing on his lips as he approached the soloist, offering a slight bow as had been grilled into him over the years.

It was no secret that Summit Media artists were currently a bit... out of sorts. With their dorms flooded, only so many had escaped the tiresome fate of staying at the dorms of Atlas Records or KMG Entertainment, and for one of the many reasons, Kinam was quite fine with the fact that his own idol days were behind him.