Wandering the castle in the dark, Youngsaeng kept close to the Slytherin dorm in case there were any prefects or professors around. He didn't like being gone from the hospital for long, but sitting by Yejun's bedside twenty-four seven made him loose all sense of time and life outside of that tiny room. The castle was the only place he'd ever really felt at home in and the quiet, moonlit corridor was a welcome break from the bright, sterile halls of St. Mungo's. To be honest, he was exhausted and bed was probably a good idea at this point but he had too much on his mind to actually lie down somewhere.

Sitting in the courtyard, elbows balanced on his knees, torso leant forward, Jay's head was nodding to a beat in his mind. He had spent the entire day studying which meant that he actually spent it daydreaming; about music, about life, about everything. He wasn't really in the mood to do anything productive since he was far too keen for what he had planned that night.

Tonight was the night that he was going to venture into the Shrieking Shack.

Sitting back, he reached up to lift the New Era that was sitting on his head, running his fingers through his unstyled hair and nestling the snapback onto his head once more. He glanced around himself once again, tapping his foot this time in anticipation. He had made these plans with Taeeun months earlier and it was probably the excitement building up in him that was making him impatient.