It was the early evening in Busan.

You were walking around the streets, minding your own business as you quietly roamed the streets and kept to yourself. You stopped once in a while to cross and check out some interesting places, but that was about it.

As you walked into a park, you heard some guys play basketball, their loud voices coming from the court as their shoes creaked against the ground and the ball bounced up and down.

You shrugged and continued to walk past, since the court was guarded with a metal gate, before the ball bounced over the gate, and landed in front of you.

“Hey!” A young man called out, smirking as he looked at you. “Pass that back for us!”