Jungwoo would lie if he wouldn't say that the man looked like a lost and helpless toddler from the kindergarten. He wanted to coo at the man but he didn't forget that he was actually the reason for him getting late for his class.

“It's okay. I'm fine.”

The latter smiled at him as if he wasn't the reason for them almost falling on the ground. “My name is Byun Taeil. But, you can also call me Moon or Moon Taeil. I'm a fresher and today is my first day here. It's very nice to meet you?”

Jungwoo looked at the man's hand and them to his face. He raised one of his brows but moved his hand forward nonetheless. “Jungwoo Kim. And same.” Jungwoo again ended his side with a not so impressive response. However, the shorter man still seemed full of glee.

“Thank you. Oh, I got you another moment late. Sorry. I think we should get going. Hope we'll see each other around, Jungwoo.”

And they did see each other. Often. So often and more often. Taeil understood him. Taeil didn't take any advantage of him. In fact, he had helped him with many things and he was probably the best person Jungwoo had ever seen in his life. They had become somewhat inseparable. Learning many things about each other. Or, mostly and only Jungwoo learning about Taeil but never revealing much of himself.

How could he even? He had nothing positive to reveal. Taeil coming from a well respected family with well stable status while him? It was getting even more difficult for him when he realized that he was falling for Taeil. He was falling in love with someone who could never be his and it just frustrated him. The first person he loved was out of reach. He was dreaming of catching the moon in the sky while he was just on the land.

He felt so heavy that he decided to drink all his anxiety away. But, he didn't expect to find a fine car on his way back home from the bar. The finest look of it was inviting him to ruin it. So he sprung his spray out and started creating art while smoking his lungs out slowly. Did it feel right? Hell yeah! It was always relaxing to draw on walls but he felt even great when he ruined rich people's personal belongings.

“Yahh! You punk! What are you doing to my property?”

Jungwoo stopped and turned towards the man. He smugged in satisfaction after seeing the horrified expression on the latter's face. Well, not only the said man but on the other beside him, too. Probably some rich old couple date night.

The man didn't waste another second and grabbed on Jungwoo's collars roughly making him almost trip and dropping his cigarette. “You filthy lower class bug! What did you do to my car? Do you even know it's worth? Is your fucking father going to pay the price?”

“Well, you should actually thank me because it's value has increased. You better sell it. It's old fashioned, anyways.”

The man seemed ready to launch his fist at Jungwoo so he sprayed the colored liquid at the man's eyes making him release his hold onto him and cursing while massaging his eyes to sooth them.

“Fucking brat! What did you do to my eyes! Ahh…”

Jungwoo quickly picked his cigarette and inhaled while bowing to the other man who was just stunned at the event. He straight up and exhaled the smoke in the air and left the duo with the mess he caused.

The amused man collected himself and got into action as he went to the other's side. “Baek, are you okay? Here, I'll lead you.”

“That son of a bitch! These young bugs are just getting out of hands nowadays. The hell did he spray? It fucking stings!”

“I think it's just paint. You just put some ointment and sleep while I drive us home.”

“I knew! I had a feeling that today wasn't a good day to go out but your beloved son wanted us to have a romantic time. Seriously, it was hella romantic. Right Dae?”

“Stop generalising him as 'my' son when he does something silly. And it wasn't actually bad. Don't act as if you didn't kiss me like there was no tomorrow tonight.”

“Whatever.”

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The crowd at the college campus was just too large to ignore. It seemed as if the entire university was gathered there. It made Taeil curious so he went to check. Though, he didn't expect to see what he saw.

There was a figure on the wall. Portraying a moon landing on the ground leaving the high sky. It seemed so aesthetic. It was perfectly pictured and Taeil was just mesmerized by its beauty. It also had the similar curves to the patterns he had seen on his father's car recently.

He then turned his head to where the crowd was actually looking. He saw Jungwoo and their dean who seemed to be scolding him.

“I don't want to create a scene here so you are required to be meeting me at my office after the session. Everyone, please continue with your schedules.”

Everyone started leaving but Jungwoo and Taeil stayed right there. Having pretty much distance in between. They looked at each other in the eyes and Taeil could see the unshed tears in the latter's eyes. And an expression of regression on his face. He wanted to go to him.and comfort him from whatever circumstance he was suffering. But the latter just turned and left without saying a word or looking back.

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Patterns. Various meaningless patterns soothed Jungwoo and he kept creating more of them on a random public wall at midnight while sipping on his champagne. It was really the best way to get rid of his misery. No wonder why his father was alcoholic.

“Woo-ah!”

The voice was precious. Too precious to be there that late at night.

Jungwoo turned and he was met with a warm hug instantly. The latter's small and smooth frame fitted so well in his arms. He hugged back the man.