@eubyeol
Kangdae looked at his phone anxiously. He wasn’t interested in fighting a drakon today - preferably, Kangdae would go the rest of his life without fighting anything ever again. Around him, many of his classmates were scuttling home. Kangdae was just passing by the potting shed on the farside of campus when a screech overhead made him panic. Without looking, he quickly shouldered into the greenhouse, pulling a passing underclassman into the small building with him. He pulled them both to safety, hiding under one of the tables full of seedlings, before he realised who he’d brought with him. “Oh,” he said. “Hanbyeol.” There was another screech and Kangdae pulled his legs closer to his chest, worried about the glass walls of the greenhouse and getting spotted. He put a protective hand on Hanbyeol’s head, forcing him to duck at the sound of beating wings.
