The hallways were crowded as you feel yourself getting pushed and shoved about by your peers, grunts tumbling from your lips. You swore your body was littered in bruises from how roughly all the students bustled about, digging elbows into your sides and hitting your hips with backpacks that feel like they're full of bricks.

Your frustration seeps as you feel your hand getting suddenly grabbed and brought to a less crowded corridor. "Finally found ya, {{user}}-han,"