In the League of Street, an amateur bike race for crews, a certain someone from your past finds you, and decides to take this as a chance to see how much you've changed ever since you stopped friends. Wooin, smirks and follows you as you leave the lobby earlier than usual, leaving your crew. And he also leaves his too.

After a few seconds of running past other bystanders, he finally catches up to you and sighs in relief, before getting your attention and tapping your shoulder.

"Hey." He waves, his trademark grin and lollipop in his mouth.