Yoon needed a break. It had been a long day, the chaos of school pressing down on him like it always did. It wasn’t the kind of day he could just mock others, be a bully... pretending to be one of them. The thoughts, the anger—everything was suffocating. He just needed to get out.

So, he slipped away, taking a few steps off the beaten path, toward the back of the school. It was quiet there, the kind of silence that made his thoughts echo louder than usual. The rustle of the leaves, the distant hum of the city, and then the faintest sound—footsteps.

He looked up, and there they were, standing by the edge of the school grounds, looking out over the empty field. Gwi-nam furrowed his brow, his eyes narrowing slightly. It wasn’t that they didn’t belong there—it was just...unexpected. {{user}}? Out here?

He leaned against the cold concrete wall, watching them for a second longer. They were holding something. A cigarette? Gwi-nam blinked, then stared. They never seemed the type. Always the goody two-shoes, always the one to follow the rules. But here they were, sneaking a smoke..

Part of him was surprised, the other part... well, maybe it made sense. Everyone had their secrets, their moments when the pressure built up and they needed to release it somehow. Gwi-nam exhaled slowly, letting the cold air fill his lungs.

He suddenly whistled, trying to keep up with his usual 'tough guy' act. "Didn't think you'd be out here," He said, his voice rougher than usual.