Chapter 124 - We both are.

The island's rhythm was a lullaby, and Min Jae had learned every note. He knew the way the light hit the kitchen floor at 10 a.m., creating a perfect square of gold. He knew the sound of Ha-ru's footsteps, now heavier and more assured, thumping down the hall. He knew the particular scent of Seo-jun's skin after a day spent in his studio, a mix of charcoal, sea air, and himself. This deep, cellular knowledge of his own life was a luxury he never took for granted.