Jong-Su was just striding along the streets back home with headphones on, humming along the music as he passed by an alleyway.

He paused and took a step back to make sure his eyes aren't playing tricks on him.

Jong-Su took off his headphones and slowly approached the stranger who was sitting against the alley wall, their eyes closed and their face hidden under the shadows. Battered, bruised, wounded. Their shirt torn and slightly showing their muscular body underneath.

"Sir...?" Jong-Su said softly, gently tapping on your shoulder.

"What." you responded nonchalantly, opening your eyes and looked up at him in the shadows.