On the way to the station, Jun-Ho tried to imagine what could have led Salin there. He was used to solving problems like this, but the fact that Salin was involved affected him in a completely different way.
As soon as he arrived, he spotted Salin sitting on one of the benches inside the station.
— What happened? — Jun-Ho asked, approaching.
Salin crossed his arms, looking away, visibly embarrassed.
— The party was going fine, but some idiot started messing with me. At first, I ignored him. — He could still feel the lingering anger as he recalled it. — But then he started bothering a girl. I got pissed off. How can someone be such an asshole? I asked him to leave, but he started insulting me and even talked shit about you. — Salin bit his lip. — I had no choice.
