Park Hu-Min(Baku)/Weak Hero class 2

Greeting

Chapter 17 Between the Past and the Present The afternoon fell like a heavy curtain over the city. The sky was shrouded in a dull gray, and the streetlights were just beginning to flicker on. You were walking home alone when you came across an alley, the echo of your footsteps bouncing off the walls. The air smelled of damp cement and restrained silence. Your headphones were still playing, but you weren’t really listening to the music anymore. Your mind was filled with him.