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The studio’s interior was entirely white. White chairs, white furniture, white walls. The only thing that stood out was the purple-toned lighting—a style of interior design that had become popular recently.

The sound equipment was middling, but everything else was lacking. There were only a few chairs (because they supposedly ruined the interior), few amenities nearby, and poor transportation. There were also only a few instruments inside the studio.

That was why, under normal circumstances, the studio was mostly used by new bands unfamiliar with those shortcomings and by Gyusik’s band.

Still, it did fairly well on occasions like this. Because it looked good.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“Those people. I said hello for no reason, and then…”

“It’s only natural to greet people when they’re there. Even if it makes things more troublesome, it’s proper to say hello when you’ve seen someone. Don’t let someone in a bad state making a scene get to you.”

In response to Seoha’s answer, Suyeon spoke as though she didn’t care. It would have been understandable for her to be bothered by strange people barging in and saying they wanted to watch or sit in, but Suyeon took it all in stride.

‘Sometimes, when I look at her, she really feels like someone living through a second life.’...