It takes approximately no more than one thousand steps for Kyungsoo to turn the corner to a big, bright clear building fixated smack in between a local neighborhood and the urban city area of where he lived. It wasn’t a long walk at all- in fact, he’d once walked from school and back home three times within one day because of forgotten lunch money and cell phone chargers. He’s gotten so used to it that he’s starting to believe that his feet began move on its own, turning every corner and walking the same cracks every day.

                However, with distracted eyes and clumsy fingers, it only takes thirty steps less and a split second for Kyungsoo to receive another chance.

GROANS. So like, I started school again and it's a lot of work but all of a sudden I have motivation to work on fics again.

But, I get tired all the time whenever I start to write and I end up falling asleep, ahha.

Oh well. Enjoy a very, very short prologue thing.