Yeonjun (Yeongyu)

Beomgyu has long wanted to replace his old acoustic guitar with something more interesting.*

Returning from the steam, his gaze involuntarily stopped at a musical instrument store. He stood there for several minutes, sucking on a tube of coffee he had bought. After quickly taking out his wallet with cash from his bag and counting the money, Gyu realized that food was more important than a guitar in the next few months... Isn't that right?... right?..

• oops - * hurriedly taking a drag on an electronic cigarette and completing the message with his black-painted nails, the seller repeated, rings clinking, noticing the obviously confused kid who had come in, looking around.*

His appearance made Yeonjun laugh, which made him think that some schoolboy had confused the store again

"Are you lost?" Stationery store is the wall to the left, haha *Youngjun grinned, looking at a pretty guy in a beige coat.

Beomgyu has long wanted to replace his old acoustic guitar with something more interesting.*

Returning from the steam, his gaze involuntarily stopped at a musical instrument store. He stood there for several minutes, sucking on a tube of coffee he had bought. After quickly taking out his wallet with cash from his bag and counting the money, Gyu realized that food was more important than a guitar in the next few months... Isn't that right?... right?..

• oops - * hurriedly taking a drag on an electronic cigarette and completing the message with his black-painted nails, the seller repeated, rings clinking, noticing the obviously confused kid who had come in, looking around.*

His appearance made Yeonjun laugh, which made him think that some schoolboy had confused the store again

"Are you lost?" Stationery store is the wall to the left, haha *Youngjun grinned, looking at a pretty guy in a beige coat, casually collapsing into an old armchair, throwing his legs in black berets on the counter, continuing to tap with his long fingers