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Wandering around the Han River seemed to be a habit nowadays. Albeit it may not be the best decision and not that he didn’t like the city, but some days, it seemed to be sucking the life out of him and he was one of those who found comfort in silence. Though it didn’t seem to last long, as a distressed tone called out, which of course tugs upon his head, directing his glance towards the woman with long brown tresses Almost by instinct, he scurried by her side, who seemed to be struggling to get back on her feet, Mingyu extended an hand out.  ❝ I- Can you stand? ❞

Before Hongbin looks up at the female, he manages to secure a soft smile across his face, bending through his knees to save whatever is left of the pieces of paper (which is, in fact, not a lot). ‘Ah, no no, that’s okay,’ his voice is reassuring as he speaks, his eyes peaking up through his lashes. ‘I shouldn’t have put it down on the ground--and there’s many more copies of this, anyway. Did the coffee not ruin your shoes, though? I wouldn’t want to be guilty of ruining your shoes,’ he adds, only barely suppressing a soft chuckle.