In ordinary society, a six-year age gap might not seem like much, but in one’s twenties, the distance between early and late twenties could feel significant. The generational difference alone could make things awkward—so Seo-eul asked just in case. Yoon Hyuk’s faintly hesitant expression also played a part. Could it be that he actually found sunbae-nim more comfortable than hyung?Watching Seo-eul sink into another moment of silent thought, Yoon Hyuk finally realized what he meant and quickly shook his head.“No, of course not. I’d definitely call you hyung. I just asked because it feels a little weird.”“Really?”“Yes. It’s just… you feel so celebrity-like, you know? I mean, I’m technically a celebrity too, but you’re different.”He answered so earnestly that Seo-eul almost laughed. His sincerity was obvious—even the frantic wave of his hands gave it away. Suppressing a smile, Seo-eul spoke again.“How am I different? I heard you’ve got a ton of industry connections. Straight from an insider—your ‘true fan.’”The insider, of course, being Manager Oh.Despite not being particularly sociable, Seo-eul had once heard that Yoon Hyuk’s circle of acquaintances was surprisingly wide. He’d filmed challenge videos with actors, and even when he made casual cameo appearances on variety shows, he somehow already knew the whole cast. Fans often mentioned his constant name-drops in casual chats, calling him a “social butterfly.” Seo-eul hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but now, apparently, that bit of trivia had become useful. Life really was unpredictable.While that idle thought passed, Yoon Hyuk’s tone grew firm as he corrected him.“You are different. You were on TV ever since I can remember. My mom loves you—she never missed any of your dramas. And you barely ever took breaks. You’ve been working nonstop.”That part wasn’t wrong. He really had worked like an ox. If he hadn’t, the building of Myeongmyeong Entertainment would’ve probably gone up in flames from fan outrage years ago.Either way, outside of filming, no one ever really knew what Seo-eul did with his time. Just as Yoon Hyuk said, he had barely taken a single break since his debut. His filmography was massive—scroll endlessly and you’d still keep finding more titles. Even considering his years of experience, he was undeniably a prolific actor.“Haha, yeah. I guess I have done a lot.”He rubbed the back of his ear, looking slightly bashful, then softened his tone.“Still, I’m honored. Please thank your mom for me. I’m grateful she’s watched my work all this time.”“…If I tell her I’m filming with you, she might actually faint.”“Seriously?”“Okay, maybe not faint, but she’ll definitely blow up my phone telling me to get your autograph. She’s been your fan since you were a child actor. Said you were amazing even back then.”As Seo-eul listened to the stream of words, his expression grew complicated. He’d debuted at nine; that would’ve made Yoon Hyuk around three at the time. Back then, most of his work had been in dramas, so the line ‘someone who appeared every time you turned on the TV’ wasn’t really an exaggeration. Seo-eul had been everywhere.So when I was twenty, this kid was just starting middle school.The thought made him feel strangely ancient.Seo-eul quietly studied the man standing before him. Since he’d just wrapped up his latest promotion cycle, Yoon Hyuk’s appearance was meticulously maintained. Rather than a pretty boy, he had the kind of classic, clean-cut handsomeness that bordered on refined.His features weren’t sharp, but well-proportioned—elegant. Like a textbook idol in his prime. Yet, when Seo-eul looked closely, there was still a trace of youth lingering in his expression.Of course.He was only twenty-three.Rolling that number around in his head again, Seo-eul made a quiet decision: he’d treat the kid well for the next two weeks. No particular reason—he just didn’t want someone who still seemed barely adult to be worn out.“Then how about we exchange autographs later?”Seo-eul, who had been listening patiently, brought it up lightly. Judging by how much Yoon Hyuk had talked about his mother, he probably did want an autograph but was too polite to ask outright.As expected, the reaction came immediately.“…Exchange?”“Yeah. I’ll need yours too, so let’s trade. I told you earlier—there are a lot of your fans at my agency.”“……”“If I go back after filming empty-handed, they’ll be devastated. And honestly, I wouldn’t mind having the autograph of a hotshot idol myself. What do you say?”Anyone could tell he’d said it intentionally. There was no real reason for a veteran actor, practically a national figure, to ask another celebrity for their autograph like that—unless it was to make the other person feel comfortable.Yoon Hyuk clearly understood that, but didn’t ruin the gesture. Instead, he nodded slowly.“Yeah. Sure, hyung. Let’s trade.”Seo-eul barely managed to hold back a laugh. He hadn’t meant to, but it was funny how the situation echoed the show’s title. Whether you were swapping best friends or autographs—if it ended well, that was what mattered.Once the pleasant conversation wrapped up, it was time to check the rest of the rooms.Thankfully, this one didn’t have a full glass wall like the previous one.After confirming that it was airy and well-ventilated, Seo-eul turned to the still-lingering Yoon Hyuk.“Would it be okay if we took this room? The other one has a better view and lighting, so it’s not a bad deal.”“Oh, we can sleep anywhere, really. You take the nicer room, hyung.”“I actually don’t sleep well in bright rooms…”“Ah.”Understanding immediately, Yoon Hyuk nodded and said they’d take the other one. Seo-eul insisted he check it first to be sure, but Yoon Hyuk declined, saying it was fine. Maybe he should’ve just let them choose first—after all, you could always wear a sleep mask. Now he felt bad for fussing.Before he could dwell on it, Yoon Hyuk added lightly,“I’m fine as long as there’s no mold.”“Isn’t that bar a little low?”“I mean it. The one-room I used to live in was horrible. Ever since then, as long as it’s clean, I’m happy.”It turned out he was talking about the tiny room he’d lived in as a trainee.As Yoon Hyuk calmly described the nightmare of living in a single room with seven other trainees, Seo-eul’s face grew paler by the second.When he reached the part about scratching himself ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ after showering and discovering that the wall foam behind the wallpaper was completely black with mold, Seo-eul was speechless. The comment about “no mold” made perfect sense now.“…I’ll just take this room.”His voice had deflated in an instant.Having started working young and never lived communally, Seo-eul couldn’t even imagine such conditions. Be grateful, he suddenly remembered someone saying, and it made his throat tighten. Satisfied that the matter was settled, he grabbed Yoon Hyuk’s arm lightly. There was nothing else to do upstairs.“What are you doing there?”When they came downstairs together, Seo-eul saw two figures gathered near the living room table.Normally, Sa-heon would’ve long since returned with the luggage, but instead, he and Ju-yeol seemed to be examining something. Curious, Seo-eul called out—and both men snapped their heads toward him almost simultaneously.It startled him; their reaction time was practically zero. Sa-heon’s eyes dropped immediately to Seo-eul’s hand, still holding Yoon Hyuk’s arm.“Ah, sunbae-nim…! We were just looking at this…!”“Why’d you come down together?”Ju-yeol, who had brightened up the moment Seo-eul spoke first, started waving something excitedly—but Sa-heon’s sharp question cut right through his enthusiasm.Seo-eul blinked and looked at Yoon Hyuk beside him.“Oh, you guys were taking forever, so we just picked rooms on our own.”“……”“What were you looking at?”A perfectly neutral explanation.Technically, they should’ve discussed it with Sa-heon too, but knowing he could fall asleep anywhere, Seo-eul hadn’t worried. Even if he had asked, the answer would’ve been the same: You pick whatever you like.It was a completely different attitude from the hyper-attentive care he’d shown toward Yoon Hyuk earlier.More interested in what Ju-yeol was holding than in the conversation, Seo-eul stepped closer.Our, already? Sa-heon’s gaze seemed to mutter, but Seo-eul didn’t even notice.“Hmm?”When he drew near, he saw Ju-yeol holding a large envelope and a green credit-card-shaped card.A card? Out of nowhere?Puzzled, Seo-eul’s eyes flicked up. Ju-yeol, grinning ear to ear, pulled out the paper inside the envelope and held it up right in front of his face.It was so close that Seo-eul had to take a step back before the letters at the top came into focus.Friendly House Resident Guide.

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