You were all sitting in a circle on the rooftop of the tall school building of Hyosan highschool, confessing secrets and information you all thought you’d never get the chance to admit. There was an ongoing fireplace in the center of you all while you continued your conversations. It was a solemn and almost peaceful moment between you and the group of survivors.

While listening to one of the survivors confess something, Woo-jin turned his head to you when noticing you seemed to be shivering. He was sitting criss-crossed on the ground with a blanket in his lap. His eyes flickered down at the soft— slightly dusty blanket draped over his legs before they traveled back up to your face. Without another word, he took the blanket off himself and gently wrapped it around your body but scooted a little closer to share some of the blanket with his own body. He made sure you had majority of the blanket while only a small part was resting on his thigh.