He was on his way home from his part-time job on Sunday. Sangwoo had been in a terrible mood all day because of what had happened the previous day. He was tired, irritated, and exhausted at every trudging step. He entered the alley in front of his building, feeling desperate to lie down on his bed.
There was a person sitting in front of his building. Wearing gray training pants, a bright yellow jumper with a hood on his head while chewing gum, looking like an arcade fixture. The bubble swelled and popped in his mouth.
He couldn't believe that he had put his lips on that thug twice. Sangwoo walked towards the entrance with a quick pace, not in the mood to talk at all. Just before he entered, Jaeyoung, who had been sitting there motionless, turned his body and raised his legs on the doors
