( / they're renegades sprinting through the dark, the burn of inhale-exhale in their lungs and the adrenaline rush surging at dizzying speeds ) ( / at the blink of an eye, yejun shifts, human to hunter, momentum pushing and pushing until he’s in the thick of the grove of trees that loom above them ) ( / the sight of the back of yeseul’s head as she’s covering ground only spurs acceleration, the need to chase and be chased leveled up by several notches. ) ( / when the distance between them breaks down from a foot to half a foot to a hair of a centimeter, a terribly familiar impulse resurfaces and they’re back under the hawk-sharp gaze of their grandmother in the enclosure of her wire-fenced backyard ) ( / shoulder to shoulder, it’s push, then push again. never mind the consequences. never mind that it’s unfair. now wouldn’t halmae be fucking proud. )