For several seconds, Baek Haemin forgot how to move, when he saw that Seo Hyunwoo was standing there.
That was it. That was the only thought his mind could form, looping uselessly as his lungs dragged in air that felt too thin, too sharp. The boy had an upright, small figure framed by broken asphalt and fallen debris, his silhouette unmistakable even from a distance.
The child is alive, unhurt, and not lying on the ground. He was neither bleeding nor screaming. Seo Hyunwoo was just standing there.
Baek Haemin's chest rose and fell unevenly as relief crashed into him so violently, it almost made him dizzy. His knees weakened, a strange hollowness spreading through his legs as if his body had been bracing for impact all this time and only now realized it wasn't coming.
Found him. Haa, I finally found him.
