This place isn't so bad afterall... [Alfred and Yong Soo]

It was in the early morning where the air was crisp, fresh and cool. Yong appreciated these types of mornings, where he didn't have to bundle up too much and when he could think about the day, clear up his mind while he walked. His thoughts had derailed from the facility grounds to an interesting trail of sorts (to which he more than eagerly curiously followed).

His feet crunched against the dried leaves, brushing against the pebbles and shuffled against the unpaved ground-- slowly reaching up to the base of the lighthouse. He looked up at the cylindrical building, wondering what was up at the very top and set forth to figure out. Climbing up a series of stairs to the very top where the bright light would've shone and looking out at the peer at the pretty sight of the ocean.

"Wow~" he hummed aloud, brown eyes widening and looking at the waves lapping against the shore. Here the wind brushed against his face, sending a pleasant chill up his spine. He breathed in a little bit, continued to enjoy the sight and the wind before his fingers inched to his pocket and brought forth a box of cloves, lighting one up and dragging the warm smoke in (watching the smoke clash with the cold air in ringlets).

He decided he had found his favorite spot in the Asylum.

Alfred had spent his morning as he usually did. He’d woken up at the crack of dawn, complaining loudly until one of the nurses came by, bringing his breakfast into his room. Then, he’d had a quick early morning talk with Carlos and Kiku, which had been a lot of fun! They got to play baseball together, which had made Alfred very happy!

After that they’d left him with a few of the guards so he could play in the yard while they changed their clothes, which had gotten all muddy and dirty from playing outside. They said they’d be back later to make sure that he got a shower and some clean clothing too. But he didn’t want to take a shower, he liked being all messy and covered in dirt.

So, being the hero he was, he snuck around, looking at all the other patients, trying to make a big noisy thing so the guards would look at that and not him and then, he could make his awesome escape! He’d been very lucky to find two men using white jackets to made a rope out of their rooms, which, to get the guards to see, all he had to do was throw a rock at them. One of the men yelled and the guards went running over, leaving Alfred all on his own.

That was when he made a run for it, easily getting out of the gardens and away from most of the building. Alfred though, didn’t know his way around here and soon became very lost. After a half hour of walking he found himself at a lighthouse. First, he just stared at it and out to sea, wishing he was the kind of hero who had the power to fly instead of super strength, before hearing the shout of the guards. Out of fear he ran into the light house, scampering up the stairs and hiding behind the big, no longer working light, his entire being shaking, little tears gathering at the side of his eyes.

The doctors, he wasn’t scared of. The guards, he was. They were very big and very strong. They worked for the big evil man who owned this whole place and he had a lot of trouble trying to fight them without a weapon. And with ten of them he knew he couldn’t win, even if he was a very awesome hero. In his fear he had failed to notice the Korean man, smoking rather close by.

Yong Soo, jumped a little when he heard a procession of a thudding sound from the stairway, gripping the edge of the dusty window sill until that sound stopped. Quickly clapping his hands free of dust and extinguishing his clove, he looked around the big light room. Quietly side stepping and peering down the stairs, wondering if it was some overgrown woodland creature or something (which didn't make sense to him right after he thought it, from the noise being so loud).

"H-Hello;;?" he called down the stairs, not having the thought of looking behind the huge broken light fixture just yet. "Is anyone down there?" he waited for a response before carefully sidestepping back when there wasn't.

His ear then caught a soft noise behind the big light, slowly moving until he sure enough saw a man with blond hair and clothes covered in mud. He stepped back a little out of surprise but then stepped forward, crouching down to the other's height to further examine who was he. From the shaking and the crying, he only could guess that he was a patient from the Asylum *(*not to also mention the plastic medical bracelet he had around his wrist).

Not knowing the mental health of said patient he wanted to make sure he seemed as nonthreatening as possible. Clearing his throat, leaving his mouth slightly agape as he tried to find his voice once more, replying a small friendly "Hello~" when he did. He gave a warm smile almost automatically there after. "My name is Yong Soo~ What's yours?" he asked slowly, knowing very well he could've more closely examined the medical bracelet but thought it would be better if he treated this like any other greeting.

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*I thought maybe the asylum patients would have these around their wrists like anyother outpatient/inpatient hospital. it's okay to assume in this case right owo;;?