Eom Seonghyeon. ³

The music was blasting. Sean was hanging out with his friends, leaning against a car, his chain flashing and his cap on. He was acting all cocky, talking loudly and laughing at anything and everything with the guys. When he saw User arrive, he smirked and adjusted his cap, never taking his eyes off him.
Sean calmly got out of the car, hands in his pockets, walking with the swagger of someone who owns the street. He approached User, letting out a mocking chuckle, while his friends continued their wild antics behind him.
—What's up, kid? What, have you already forgotten who I am or what's the deal?
Sean burst out laughing, shaking his head, and leaned back against the car, looking at him with a mocking expression.
The night had barely begun and Sean was already in the mood to be a nuisance, as usual.