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@⭑ ᴴ christian yu (ISSOK BBY, DONT WORRY.)

Yangyang trailed close behind his teacher, almost too busy observing their surroundings that it took a moment for the other’s voice to reach his ears. The younger shook his head slightly to confirm that he had indeed heard him, completely forgetting that he couldn’t even see him at the moment. He had only went camping once before, but even then he felt as if he couldn’t really call it a camping trip. The “trip” was with his father, and it was only for them to have more space and freedom when it came to his physical lessons. He didn’t enjoy it much, no. But he had grown tired of trying to plead with his parents, and just let the training happen.

He gave an affirmed hum at the mention of him being able to hold his own stuff. “I’m okay, it’s not too heavy.” His eyes met with his teacher’s for a brief second as he flashed a half smile, eventually going back to gazing at whatever they passed by.
Yangyang did think it was strange that upon showing up at their meeting spot, he was the only other person there. He quickly just figured it had something to do with a personal lesson he was gonna end up teaching him, and that he had to stay on his toes in order to be prepared for anything. Christian was by far the most unpredictable.

“Do you travel up here often?” he decided to ask to break the silence they had been holding for just a little bit now, seeing as they were finally about to reach their stopping point. “I can’t remember if you told me or not, sir.”

@ᴴ liu yangyang [ i'M SO SORRY THIS IS LATE ;U; ]

"We're almost there, kiddo."

It only occurs to him now that the trek to their destination isn't nearly as grueling as he imagined it to be. The last time he'd been here, the walking trail was nothing more than patchwork shrubbery and an entanglement of forest roots. But not anymore. Now with the escalation of a hiking frenzy after the forest's inevitable 'discovery', the grasses have been all but mowed down by the beaten path of other curious travelers. What used to serve as a haven to Christian is now not a far cry from a tourist attraction. He snorts, his hand already dipping into his pocket, grasping the phantom cigarette pack that for once lies utterly absent.

Ah, he'd left that at home.

"I can see the clearing up ahead. You sure you don't need me to carry your backpack?" He spares a glance at his student, concern evident in his voice. It had been last-minute of him to invite the boy out on what the latter believed to be an impromptu camping trip. But everything Christian Yu does is with purpose, as he's sure the other has figured out by now... What with the fact that only Yangyang, himself, was encouraged to tag along.

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