There's something strangely hypnotizing about the way Su-bong looks at Nam-gyu, sometimes through the lens of the camera and occasionally over the phone. And the way he cautiously adjusts him for the pictures is alluring. It makes Nam-gyu feel appreciated. Admired. Even loved. Su-bong looks at him, touches him and wants to capture the sight. Like he can’t get enough.
“Did you take any of the drugs?” Nam-gyu asks. He has to know.
“No. I can’t. You know I shouldn’t.” Su-bong looks like the illusion just broke when Nam-gyu spoke up and asked about the drugs. He even looks like he is afraid that Nam-gyu is trying to seduce him to take those. Or maybe he is just nervous, because now there is no explanation for his odd behavior.
“Okay. Are you done? You said two,” Nam-gyu reminds. Despite his
