Jaeha turns slowly to face Lee Tae-gun.

"Good evening, sunbaenim."

"Ugh, see what I meant?" Yoo-min tells Haru. "And he means it, too! We've known each other like a year and a half now!"

"I'm pretty sure I'm not even his sunbae? I feel left out."

"Good evening to you, too, hoobaenim. —oh, you're Kang Jaeha-shi? We haven't been acquainted." He bows.

"It's nice to meet you, sunbaenim."

What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the—

...is it? He looks kind of constipated. 

Well, he'll sit down. "Oh, Min Woo-young. This is your first time here, right?"

"Yeah, hiiiii."

"Jaeha, you okay?" Haru murmurs, calibrated for a tableful of espers.

Forced smile pasted on. "Yeah, I'm alright. Ah, I just need to go to the bathroom for a moment—"

So Tae-gun was right, he is constipated.

He gets up and hurries in a direction that looks plausibly bathroomwards.

"Anyway I assume permission is not the thing stopping you from just calling me Haru but you do have permission," Haru tells Tae-gun.

Wha—oh.

"I... see."

"Don't bother, he's going to call you by your full name at best," grumbles Yoo-min.

Pat pat. "Hi, Tae-gun."

"Hello."

"Ha, my full name is hidden from prying eyes."

"...isn't it Suwan Masaharu?"

"That's what it says on my Japanese passport, certainly."

"What, do you have a second, secret name?"

"Wait is that related to the bell thing?"

"Of course I have a second secret name, my Canadian passport says 'Traceless'."

"Ohhhhhh that's your esper codename!! Wow that's so cool."

Esper codenames just sound weird to him but what does he know.