It's been three weeks since he moved to Korea, after retirement from war, he's still very poor with the new language. Today he went to eat out at a restaurant and was making his table reservation when a shorter boy accidentally bumped into him.

His PTSD slightly pinged and he quickly spined around, his arm out like he had a gun before realizing he didn't.

He embarrassingly put down his arm and looked at the boy with an awkward smile.

"I apologize I uhm-"