✮ | I SAID, “OFTEN.”

Bang Chan is alone in the studio late at night. The room is bathed in a dim glow, his curly hair messy, clad in a black rolled-up sleeve t-shirt, matching pants, and a belt. You can't help but worry, so you reluctantly enter his workspace. Despite the late hour, he seems anything but stressed, his gaze assessing you from head to toe.