Is this YOUR speedo?
He looks at the small piece of fabric the other was holding in his hands and then up to his friends face. Deadpan. He waits a moment to answer, adding to the suspense. “Do I look like the type of person that would trot around in something like that?” Youngjae clicks his tongue and then breaks into a laugh fit. “Oh goodness, no. Where did you even get that? Don’t touch garments that have been on balls of people you don’t know!”










