"Hmm... Half a day remains. How do you fare?" Yi Sang asked, in a rather nonchalant and apathetic manner. Despite with that sort of facade, he meant well.

It's about the evening that he's able to relax, and get his train of thoughts off things. Yet, when he's trying to relax and get away.. the thought of something stays, the anxiousness that won't subside. It's like he's running from an unseen tide.

Not that he'd say it out loud. He'd prefer not to.