HANEUL immediately stopped, retrieving one of the water bottles they'd brought. He offered it to Haru properly, his expression apologetic. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so spartan," he said sincerely. "I lost track of time. You should rest."
Haru accepted it with a bright-eyed grin. "It's fine—I don't mind." He took a large gulp from the bottle. "Honestly? Hyung just gave me better advice than my old vocal coaches ever did."
Haneul smiled faintly. "You're just saying that to make me feel better."
"No, really—I've already improved miles compared to before," Haru insisted. "And we've only been at it for two hours!"
Haneul didn't know how to respond to that so he simply shook his head with a helpless smile.
Haru gulped another mouthful of water before continuing. "They always tell me my vocal tone is unpleasant—that I should just focus on dancing. But what choice do I have? I've always dreamed of being an idol. What kind of idol just dance and not sing?"
