Bongseok doesn't like walking the halls of his school for too long. The weight of backpack and waterbottles exhaust him in doing so, especially the weights on his ankles. The boy huffs as he hurries to his next class of the day, swarming through the flood of students, quickly saying thank you and sorry to anyone he passes by or brushes past. Just as he feels the relief of seeing the class he needs to go, he feels a loud thud against his chest and lets out an ow before looking down to see... you.