Jeho: Where are we starting?

Giyeon: Let’s start with us.

Kang Giyeon threw the door open. The same room we’d seen at wake-up time appeared again.

Even the bedding told its own story. Park Juu, the only one using the top bunk, had an all-white bed. As if he’d pulled it from a capsule toy machine, a little white, slightly dopey-looking ghost plush sat neatly by his pillow.

Seongbin: Juu used to stick glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling.

Juu: Yeah. I peeled them all off when we tidied up after debut...

Giyeon: Really? How did I miss that?

Juu: I only put one or two up, maybe that’s why.

Park Juu, lying on his back fidgeting while sticking glow stars to the ceiling. Who knew my kid who rips music-show ceilings with high notes had that kind of cute side.

I wanted to DM him, right this second, the link that ranks high on “Top 10 Gifts for Park Juu”: “Milky Way–style mood lamp (indirect lighting) / great value for a housewarming.”

Seongbin: And the bed under Juu’s is mine.

Jeong Seongbin guided the camera to a spot set off by a cozy comforter.

It was the sort of ordinary blanket you’d see in any family home, but imagining Jeong Seongbin sleeping under it, even that brown-toned duvet seemed to glow with autumn.

Jeho: Compared to Park Juu’s, he’s got... a lot of stuff?

Just like Choi Jeho said, Jeong Seongbin’s bed had tons of knickknacks. Good thing Seongbin’s face is the size of a fist; otherwise he’d have had to sleep with his head lifted because there’d be no room left for his face.

Seongbin: I use the tablet a lot when I read the news, and I brought a neck heat pack for days like lately when the temperature swings.

There was even a humidifier on the shelf by his head. Off in the corner of the frame, Kim Iwol watched Seongbin with a fond, satisfied look.

Striped Chipmunk @QKsA_39kd

Did Spark’s Kim Iwol give birth?

Rabbit 🐰 @V_12nnvka2

lmao fr why’s he looking at them so benevolently

Jodie @BoooUa_SD5

I want to say he’s a queen consort who just had a daughter, but there are five broad-shouldered princes in that dorm so I can’t use that metaphor

More than anything, Kim Iwol doesn’t have the face of a consort; it’s the face of someone who survived palace intrigue more fiercely than anyone, yeah

Ribbon 🎀 @sghi4483_ww

Iwol’s the type to throw the kids off a cliff and watch to see who climbs back up

Gown @fkvmd3w589

He doesn’t just throw them—he makes them compete too lol

[User with many emojis] @Ghduwd7346

Guys, let’s not roast Iwol’s face too much

Even if our Iwol’s features are sharper than the UA director’s

and when his dark circles are bad the babies won’t even go near him

and Juu couldn’t even eat properly the first day he met Iwol

our Iwol’s smile is lovely—he’s the best idol, you know

Rabbit 🐰 @V_12nnvka2

You’re the one roasting him the most

SNS was chaos across the board. People all think the same things.

Kang Giyeon’s bed was immaculate. Not a wrinkle out of place on the duvet or pillowcases. Even the deep navy bedding set seemed to showcase his personality.

One quirky thing: the wall next to his bed was plastered with fan slogans. Maybe gifts from fans—there was every kind of banner.

“Looking like that and yet you bring home everything fans give you... Keep this up and, Kang Giyeon, you’ll only ever be a first-string idol...”

Baek Haewon cried in their heart. They wanted to place a rush order for a hundred Kang Giyeon slogans to be delivered to UA HQ, right now.

There was another oddity. Only by Kang Giyeon’s bed stood a small bookcase.

Inside, it was stuffed with colorful manga.

Seongbin: Giyeon, can we film this? The comics.

Giyeon: Yeah, it’s fine.

Cheonghyeon: Why didn’t you bring your favorite, “Kingdom Cafeteria ~Another~”?

Giyeon: No space. I want to add another shelf.

Kang Giyeon sounded genuinely regretful. It was exactly the way Baek Haewon had once lamented having no more space for albums.

Iwol: What’s the vibe in this room at night, generally?

Giyeon: We... sometimes chat, but usually it’s quiet?

Seongbin: Juu turns in early.

Juu: ...So you guys were holding back talking because of me?

Park Juu looked honestly shaken, and Jeong Seongbin and Kang Giyeon rushed to reassure him.

Juu: Next time you’ve got stuff to talk about, don’t worry about me—just talk...

He wrapped his affectionate (?) roommates in a tight hug. From a distance, Kim Iwol still watched the members with that pleased expression. I started to wonder if that Iwol was a graphic overlay by now.

Next up was Iwol’s room. Same layout—a bunk bed and a regular bed—but maybe because of the room size, this one had a large wardrobe.

Giyeon: I don’t care about much else, but I’m jealous of that wardrobe.

Cheonghyeon: Then use it too. Bottom section’s kinda empty.

Giyeon: Why would I come all the way into this room to get my clothes...

Skirting the incredulous Kang Giyeon, the camera moved to the single-level bed.

Jeho: Uh... this is my spot.

Cheonghyeon: Why do none of your linens match?

Jeho: That’s just how life went.

A gray flat blanket, a black mat, and a mint pillow were left exactly as they’d been when he got up. Our Jeho really is the live-as-you-are type.

Iwol: Change your charger.

Jeho: Why?

Iwol: Look at its neck. Doesn’t it look pitiful?

Surveying the area, Kim Iwol picked up the end of Choi Jeho’s charging cable and waggled it. The dangling, broken neck was a sorry sight.

Jeho: I think there was electrical tape in Giyeon’s room.

Iwol: You don’t leave exposed wires alone. Just replace it.

And then Kim Iwol nagged thirty more times. Choi Jeho demonstrated the art of half-listening. Lee Cheonghyeon seemed used to all of it.

Giyeon: Is friction always this common in this room?

Cheonghyeon: Basically we respect personal freedom, but if cleanliness, safety, or our duties as idols slip, we step in.

Jeho: This is my glasses case.

Iwol: Is that seriously the only thing you’ve got to show?

Jeho: ...The receipt from when I bought a sports drink yesterday?

Iwol: Throw that out.

If he’d come empty-handed, he might as well have left empty-handed—there was nothing at Choi Jeho’s spot. Kim Iwol pressed a hand to his forehead. Clearly, his same-age friend’s lifestyle had left a deep impression.

Next was Kim Iwol’s bed. Heads popped up from all directions, everyone peeking.

Juu: I’m curious about hyung’s spot.

Giyeon: Oh, me too.

Iwol: What’s there to be curious about?

Cheonghyeon: You know—“Does this guy actually only sleep in his bed?”

Giyeon: More like, “Does he even sleep?”

Kim Iwol’s bedding was coordinated in cool grays, like a model home set by a stylist.

A black faux-leather planner sat by the pillow, and on top of the planner were two stacks of palm-sized sticky notes.

Juu: ...Why are the sticky notes stuck there?

Iwol: So if something comes to mind after I lie down, it’s easy to jot it.

Cheonghyeon: That’s why you can’t fall asleep early.

Lee Cheonghyeon gave him ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ a thorough scolding.

Between the two beds sat a big suitcase.

Seongbin: That suitcase is yours too, right? The one you brought when you first came here.

Iwol: Uh-huh, yeah.

Cheonghyeon: What do you keep in it?

At Lee Cheonghyeon’s question, Kim Iwol looked at him like, why would you even ask that.

Cheonghyeon: I mean, most stuff goes in the closet or drawers. If you moved the suitcase, the space would open up, you know?

Iwol: My entire fortune’s in there, why.

Jeho: Weren’t you the one who said, “Don’t secretly liquidate assets and get yourself tangled up in tax-evasion suspicions”?

Iwol: Thanks to you, if I don’t open this bag I’m gonna look like an idol dodging taxes.

Then Kim Iwol pulled the suitcase out. It didn’t weigh much; there wasn’t a lot inside.

When he flipped it open, there were a few clothes, a document envelope, and an old mobile phone.

Iwol: This is the phone I used up through high school.

He held the handset—once notorious as a literal brick phone—close to the lens.

Jagadin @vbkasi2123

So to get into S University you have to use a phone like that? I’m literally watching your videos on a smartphone right now

Catching that SNS post at just the right moment, Baek Haewon looked from the video, to their own phone, back to the post, taking turns slowly. The prickle of guilt rose—then was neatly folded and sent on its way.

Iwol: These are my personal documents... and this is the initial planning packet from Spark’s debut.

Cheonghyeon: You tabbed all of this?

Iwol: Habit.

Inside the open file, stacks of paper sat divided by index tabs. When Kim Iwol flicked a page, the papers rustled in a swift cascade.

In the pages that flashed by, I thought I saw, in glaring red letters, something like “Absolutely against ‘winter boys.’” I made a mental note to pause and rewatch that part later.

From behind him, where he was stowing the suitcase again, Jeong Seongbin spoke up.

Seongbin: Maybe because you moved in last? You really don’t have much stuff.

Giyeon: Even then, when hyung first came, he barely brought anything.

Cheonghyeon: For real, he just walked in with that one suitcase.

Iwol: That’s called being a minimalist.

Kim Iwol answered with a dry chuckle. That smile was another screenshot moment. I will capture it in the highest resolution.

Meanwhile, where there’s a running minimalist, there’s a flying maximalist.

Jeho: You can sleep like this?

Cheonghyeon: I sleep like a baby every night.

Laptops, chargers, a tablet, and a bunch of devices Baek Haewon didn’t recognize were piled up by his head.

On-screen captions kindly labeled each device. Supposedly, they were all gear needed for music production.

Iwol: You are keeping the dust wiped off, right?

Cheonghyeon: Obviously. Do you know how much I sweep and polish so snow doesn’t fall from dust onto our Iwol hyung’s spot?

There were also books, workbooks, and notebooks strewn across the bedding.

One notebook’s cover was torn—maybe he’d slept on it.

Juu: Cheonghyeon...

Cheonghyeon: See, what happened was... I was waiting for inspiration to surge!

Seongbin: When you sleep, sleep deep. You don’t need to copy that part from Iwol hyung.

Iwol: Seongbin?

Kim Iwol gave his dongsaeng a look.

Jeong Seongbin didn’t flinch. From him, I felt a certain... leaderly strength.

And then the camera cut back to the wall clock.

Current time 2:00 p.m.

And thus, half a day of Spark draws to a close...

‘It’s only... two?’

Spark’s dorm life is as packed as Spark’s muscles!

Baek Haewon shed tears of emotion. And before Episode 2 dropped, they hurried to fire up the screencap program to grab stills.