I imagine outside the dungeon Yoohyun knocking heavily even to the point of hurting his hand, his breaths came in ragged gasps, tears streaming down his cheeks. He trembled as he shouted "hyung" countless times, desperate and powerless. And as other S-class watched, their hearts heavy, seeing his back normally stoic facade crack revealing the fragile boy beneath the S-class. At this moment, he was just a young boy, paralyzed by the terror of losing his one and only family—Yoojin.
I imagine outside the dungeon Yoohyun knocking heavily even to the point of hurting his hand, his breaths came in ragged gasps, tears streaming down his cheeks. He trembled as he shouted "hyung" countless times, desperate and powerless.
And as other S-class watched, their hearts heavy, seeing his back normally stoic facade crack revealing the fragile boy beneath the S-class. At this moment, he was just a young boy, paralyzed by the terror of losing his one and only family—Yoojin.