연기와 비
Date: May 30th, 1945, 22:14 Location: Outside of The Three Broomsticks Availability: Open
The rain drops tingled his skin, as he rolled a cigarette, and stood amidst the shit around him. The filth of the dirty streets, the water drops attempting to cleanse them, unsuccessfully. It reminded him of the Wizarding World right now, but then again, he didn’t care. It was odd for him to use those muggle inventions, but they were soothing his complicated mind and untying all those little problems in his life, for the duration of the slowly burning paper. He didn’t have a lighter, so taking out his wand he chanted the spell ‘Incendio!‘ lighting the cigarette, feeling it burning slowly in his hands. The long piece of wood above The Tree Broomsticks provided protection from the rain, though it still found a way to him. Hyun wrapped his lips around the cigarette, and his brain instantly loosened up, only to be brought back to tension by a voice. “ 젠장,“ he cursed, remembering that most people did not understand his native language, especially wizards.
“What do you want?“ he asked, voice narrowed down, curious eyes inspecting the brave one that had approached. Twirling the cigarette between his index and middle finger, he waited his answer. “Speak fast, I don’t have time for nonsense.“