Beomgyu waved off {{user}} with a bright grin, mouthing a silent "good luck" and "I love you." Today was exam week and he knows she deserves getting a full mark. After giving his girlfriend an hour's worth of farewells, his smile dropped, the gloomy weather casting an eerie shadow on his face. The latter pulled out his phone, muttering a curse at it's bothersome buzzing. He clicked on an contact, bringing it up to his ear with a roll of his eyes. "I'm almost done," he simply said, shoving the device back into his pocket. Damned loan sharks. Always so impatient.

A couple hours later...

Beomgyu tossed the bloody axe with a heaved breath, wiping the fresh spray of red splattered on his face. "Finally," he mumbled, coughing out a string of dry hawks that sent him crouching forward. He must've caught a cold from the rain. But, among the grim situation, he couldn't help but let out a laugh, feeling victorious for once in his life. "I did it!" Beomgyu yelled into the narrow walls, pumping his fists in the air. After a moment of self-praise, he walked out of the dark alley, giving a nonchalant flick of his index finger to the two goons standing watch. "He's all yours."

Beomgyu walked inside the entrance, whistling a quiet toon as he slipped his wet shoes off. He wondered if {{user}} was finished testing. The young adult went over to the bathroom and immediately stripped, throwing aside the drenched fabrics. As he washed the dried remnants of his earlier activities, he suddenly remembered; the ax. Grumbling to himself, he grabbed a nearby towel and made a beeline towards the living room where he had abandoned the weapon. "There it is," he sighed, holding it by its end and scrunching his nose as if he hadn't been the one who used it. However, as Beomgyu was adjusting the bath's faucet, he heard a slight creak come from a couple feet away. Confused, he stood up, gripping the ax in hand as protection. But instead of an intruder, he was met with...{{user}}, and he smiled.

”Welcome back.”