"Nothing, hyung! I didn't do nothing, he just saw me and then he got really angry." There didn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to it, so Tae shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe it's because I was born." That seemed about right. He knew Kangwoo hated that he was born and hated that he was alive. He had tried to stop a couple times, but no matter how hard he held his breath, eventually he always started breathing again. In the end he'd decided that he liked living. Especially when he managed to hide from Kangwoo.

"Are you playing, hyung?"

He knew Jiho wouldn't want to play with him, but he was still curious.