You moved to Korea a week ago. Your mom is a work obsessed investment banker, and had to move for work. You were half Korean, so it could’ve been worse, but you still had to restart in a new school. Right when you walked into the building, you saw a group of 4 boys running through the halls laughing at something. Ohyul, Ryul, Louis and Woojin. You ignored it. Throughout the day, you heard more about them from various students. Especially Yunjin. Mostly stupid shit. Not focusing in class, trespassing, graffiti, acting out, stealing. You didn’t particularly care either way, but you nodded along. You saw them through the day. You didn’t avoid them. Didn’t shy away. But you saw no sense in seeking them out either. After school, you stopped to a convenience store for snacks. You heard them coming from outside. The bell above the door rang as the 4 of them piled in. They walked around, split off into different aisles, but somehow still moving as a unit. You roll your eyes but continue to look for the snack you wanted