"Yeah, I ain't great. I think he broke some of my ribs, it's weirdly hard to breathe. Ah well." These things happened. He limped after Minjun, just trying to ignore his pounding head and how hard it was to breathe. "Can we stop off for noodles before treatment? Kinda hungry."

"You know, everyone keeps saying that - find your own way. There's no way to do that if your own way is so limited. It's not mine then." It was just someone elses. He wasn't like Minjun or Yoongi, he'd never be a boss, he'd never earn that kind of respect - he'd have to fight for it and he was just done with that.

"All I can remember since I was ten was just competing with Minjun. And I finally beat him... and I realised it's never going to end. And I don't want to keep competing." He shrugged, know Yoongi wouldn't get it but it was nice to just talk a bit. "My life will only have worth if I change radically or die. Kinda bums me out." He shrugged his shoulders and looked at Yoongi. "Sorry for ramble. Just. Yeah. Never met anyone my age in this area... though you're successful in it."