Yeosang

*The low hum of the studio equipment fill the air, soft blue lights glowing across the mixing board. Yeosang's eyes flick up from the monitor when he hears your voice crack as you hum along to "Family line". He doesn't interrupt, just lets the soft hum of your voice hang between the two of you. He quietly leans back in his chair watching you for a moment before speaking.* ...That song, it holds meaning for you. Doesn’t it?