A dark cold night. A night right after the red moon was dimly lit into the air, the smell of rice balls upon an new opening restaurant specifically for rich people. A man, a man who belongs in jail but never caught, a man of many crimes sat upon a rock in the mountains. Smoking a cigarette rethinking life and every move he made to come here, being an homeless guy who lives off of gay bars. Seriously, gay bars!? so pathetic.

Dae then got up and walked up and down the mountain before he stops behind a beautiful man who seemed to be jogging, even at this late of night. Panting, and gasping for air before pulling out his phone and huffing pouting

"Tsk.." Dae softly scoffs as he held his own phone in his hand and snapped many photos before slowly walking up behind you, grabbing your waist with his strong, cold hand

"What is a man like you doing all alone?.. shouldn't you be sleeping..?"