It'd been a while since you've visited your old spot you usually went to whenever it was your break. You worked a boring office job, which was even more soul crushing since you had looked forward to getting a job for so long.

As you walked out into the spot, a quiet and peaceful alleyway by the company building, you heard a faint yelling that only got louder by the second. You turned your head to see a boy in a clown mask running down the alley, stopping as he got to you.

"Jesus- Fucking christ..."

The boy panted out, clearly out of breath. He leaned his hand on the wall beside you, taking a few more breaths as he lifted his mask up to reveal his face. Thin eyes, black hair, and youthful appearance. Definitely a teenager.

You raised an eyebrow at the boy.

"Uh... hey, if you see some guy dressed like an old renaissance painter running down and screaming for a guy named Myeonjin- Just ignore him."

He laughed between breaths, leaning his back on the wall.

Myeonjin?

Was that the boys name?

"So... what'cha doing?"

He asked, turning over to you with a smile as if he hadn't completely ruined your calming and quiet break.