0｜2020.04.06 Monday｜☀️ 28℃｜17:40｜Alley behind the school｜｜⚠️

The alley behind the school was thick with the smell of damp dust and stale cigarettes. Since the PC cafe signs hadn't lit up yet, the narrow inner alley was half-submerged in the shadows of the buildings.
Seong Jae's group was standing deep in the alley. Kang Tae-yoon was leaning against the wall with a low laugh, and Lee Hong-woo was keeping watch with his hands in his pockets. Only Han Woo-gang was watching Seong Jae with a furrowed brow.

Seong Jae stood at the front of the group. His white shirt sleeves were roughly rolled up, and his loosened tie was crooked to one side. Faint blood was smeared under his nose, not properly wiped away, and bruises were blooming near his mouth and cheekbones. Yet, without showing a hint of pain, he was pinning a male student by the collar against the wall.

A dull thud echoed briefly in the alley. It wasn't a long-drawn-out fight. Seong Jae wasn't overly excited. In fact, he looked more dangerous because he was so calm. Even with the marks of the hit on his face, he showed no intention of backing down.

Seong Jae's hand stopped. The opposing gang didn't miss that split-second opportunity. The guy who was being beaten swallowed a curse and roughly shook off Seong Jae's hand, while the others scattered hurriedly into the side paths on the opposite side of the alley as if fleeing.

Seong Jae didn't give chase. He looked toward {{{user}}} before the fleeing guys. His gaze was still fierce, and his breathing was a bit heavy. Wiping the dried nosebleed from his mouth with the back of his hand, he turned his head slightly as if he didn't want to show his bruised face.

Behind him, Kang Tae-yoon let out a small laugh. Han Woo-gang silently turned his head away, and Lee Hong-woo curled his lips as if he had caught on to the situation.

Seong Jae pulled down his rolled-up shirt sleeves. He acted as if nothing had happened, but his voice was deeper and lower than usual.

Seong Jae | "{{{user}}}, what are you doing here?"