The fan meet wrapped at two-thirty.
The final section was a short group game that Jisoo won by a clear margin, which Doyun disputed immediately and loudly, which Taekyung shut down with two sentences of very calm, very precise reasoning that left no room for argument.
Doyun accepted this the way he always accepted things from Taekyung, which was loudly and without dignity.
They waved the last group of fans off.
The hall started emptying.
Loading out took another forty minutes.
Soorin packed her station down quickly and carried her kit bag toward the side exit where the vans were already waiting.
She got to her van first.
Opened the door.
Sat down.
Her hand landed on something on the seat beside her.
She looked down.
A small folded piece of paper.
It had not been there when they arrived.
She picked it up and opened it slowly.
