victory

Time to himself, it was something he knew dreadfully all to well about. Growing up he had been confined to the walls of his New York home, his mother hiding him away from the violent world outside. After learning his lesson about going outside he knew she had done the right thing. Only now that he was allowed to roam he found it difficult to socialize. This was why he was usually found alone, like today. Lying on the roof of one of the school buildings with his headphones on, one of his large wings protecting his face from the sun. He had flown up there earlier and had found it was a strangely comfortable spot, that is it was until the sound of someone calling out to him broke through his music. “Who in th-”

Seung never realised how bad he was with dealing with people until now. He could only play pretend for so long. Call him anti social but he’s never had to fake smile this much in his whole life and so, that’s how he found himself at one of the rooftops on campus. He figured that if he needed to escape from everyone or everything, he’d go there and let off some steam. It was a foolproof plan, except he never expected for someone to be there already. As he let out a sigh of annoyance, Seung figured he would just go somewhere else but he wasn’t feeling so nice anymore. “You.” he shouted sternly and waited impatiently for the latter to acknowledge his presence. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the figure in front of him. “You’re not allowed up here.”