► Passing
Knock. Pause. Knock.
Ji Sang waited patiently for the other to answer the door, his fingers gripping a small sheet of paper. His thoughts were consumed with What if this is the wrong place, god this was a bad idea. What if he doesn't wanna see me? When he had left his childhood friend, Seunghyun, he was drowned with regret. Ji Sang left everyone, finding his escape in the life with night lifers and underground people. Fully immersing himself in that life and not letting room for anything else. But he should have been there for his friend, who he knew led a difficult and isolated life. He was finally able to find the other's address, ringing up a few people and finally getting the information he needed. He heard that the other rarely went out, if ever. He was worried, how did the other live. Was he living alright? Had he gotten sickly, he missed his friend. Was he even allowed to call him a friend. He took a deep breath, he needed to calm himself and stop thinking of the worse. It would be fine and if not then he knew he at least tried, at least he got to see him again. The door was finally opening and Ji Sung's lips curled up into a small smile. But it came out awkwardly, he stared at the tall man with deep set eyes. No matter how much he prepared himself, he wasn't used to the other's appearance. "Seunghyun...a-ah. Hey, man."
