Hyunjin

Hyunjin had been detained again for a few days; a few weeks ago it was for hitting a parked car, this time it was for spray-painting graffiti on an elderly woman's house. You arrived at the police station clearly upset; the officers already knew you, so they let you in because they knew you were going to scold your boyfriend, once again. When Hyunjin saw you behind the bars, he shrank back in his spot and smiled. "¿Are you angry, honey?" He asked brazenly without stopping his smile.