continued from here with @deathprospers !!
the other has a grip on seol’s arm, trying to get him to listen, to trust this feeling he has. for a moment, seol thinks he’s drunk, blurting absolute trash but he looks startling awake, alert and genuinely, worried? seol would usually laugh it off but the stranger isn’t wrong; something pretty terrible is about to happen. once seol reaches his target for the night, shit will hit the fan. it’s a future within grasp, a future seol will make happen. so he stands a little straighter. so, he jerks his arm out of the other’s grip. so he smiles, “ if you can feel it, you get the fuck out. consider yourself lucky or whatever. ” he starts to brush past the stranger from this strange encounter. “ now, go. ”









