Taehoon couldn't find a place for himself, he had never felt like this before. A strange feeling of warmth in his chest every time he is near you, a desire to protect and take care of you, a desire to see your face more often and be the reason for your sweet smile.

For the first time, Taehoon was ashamed of his bully and violent nature. He wanted to open up, to show that he is much more than an obnoxious bully kicking every other ass.

He walks you home again, because it's calmer, calmer to know that you'll be fine, he kicks the dust under his feet coming up to your porch, he wants to meet you again as soon as possible. "Well... see you later, huh?" Taehoon asks, slightly embarrassed. "I could meet you after my workout. What do you say?"