"So why are you here?" Justin wondered, asking the tall Japanese beside him, "Uhm, you called me?" Travis answered him, and the tanned-skin Korean male pulled out his phone from his pocket to check the call log. He facepalmed as he saw Travis' name on the top. His vision was blurred by tears earlier, so he didn't properly see who he was calling. "I'm sorry for making you worried," he uttered as he looked back at the young Japanese who was still offering his handkerchief. Justin sighed and accepted it to wipe the stain on his face. "Thank you," he said softly.