Saeran figured it was just his luck to be sent to a place for work, just as a volcano decided to blow entire place to shreds. It was funny, in a way. Gazing around at all the scared faces crowded into the large hall that was now being used as an evacuation centre, Saeran couldn’t help but smile beneath his tight black mask. It really was pathetic, the entire situation. The reason he smiled was because he was stuck in the exact same situation: stuck, until it was safe to return to his home. 

After slipping past a few people, refusing to meet anyone’s gaze, Saeran eventually found a secluded corner to sit down in. Paying no mind to the people around him he sat, hands immediately pulling out his phone to fiddle with. There was nothing really he could do at the moment, not for his saviour, nor for Mint Eye... 

Turning his gaze to the side, seafoam eyes befell upon a certain redhead situated in the corner, bespectacled eyes focused on the laptop screen in front of him. Saeran’s smile faded away at the sight of the other, instead his blood running instantly, despite the mild air of the centre. Beneath his mask he frowned, eyebrows knitting together in annoyance. Of course, he knew that the other would be in the city... but it went against his plans to run into him so soon. 

It would be so simple to slip away again, unnoticed by the other whom was so focused on his work. There was something, however, that kept his eyes focused on the red that once coloured his own hair, the golden hues that used to mirror his own. Saeran swallowed the lump in his throat, then willed his hands to stop shaking where they clutched his phone, instead allowing himself to let go of all those useless emotions. It was a surprise to run into Saeyoung here -- but he could handle it -- he would handle it. 

Maybe he’d even get a few reasons while trapped in this hellish place with the person he hated the most.