To say that Yo-Han was surprised to see the Swiss Queen was an understatement. It was like he was transported back in time to high school; he was certain her arrival back then was also unexpected. “Miss Tsang!” He called out of habit as he walked up to her. “It certainly has been a while; how have you been? Feeling better these days, I hope.” Yo-Han offered her a tired smile, knowing it was no use trying to act like the smooth dealmaker he prided himself as. It felt weird to be having such a casual conversation given the current political climate. Then again, no one could’ve predicted all the way back in high school that him and Yunmi would be standing this very spot. It was a sobering realization. One could say both him and her had achieved much in their still fairly young lives, but even that seemed to pale in comparison to the impending doom that seemed to loom in the near future --- although they were both not strangers to such a reality, but God forbid they’d both ever have to witness that again.