Regardless of the fact that he had already caused his destruction the night before when no one was around to see him, Tae-Moon knew that he would need to be prepared just in case someone would come to find him. And by prepared, that meant trying not to appear as a weak teenage boy, but rather, as someone to be afraid of. In all actuality, Tae-Moon wasn’t that great of a fighter, but he sure as fuck could light someone on fire if he really wanted to. No one could tell that by simply looking at him, however, so he needed to make sure that his silent message was getting across, and what better way to confirm that than by getting the opinion of a stranger. Tae-Moon walked up to the first person he spotted nearby and tapped on their shoulder to get their attention. “ Ex-Excuse m-m-me. Th-This m-might sound like a d-d-dumb ques-question, but... “ he started as he shoved his hands into his pockets and shifted his weight to the opposite foot, attempting to look ‘badass’. “ D-D-Do you th-think I-I-I look inti-intimidating in th-th-this outfit? “