As soon as he was out of Yoon-Yi's room, Shin went straight for the pond. It was his favorite thinking spot, a place where he felt at peace. The late evening air was cold, and a sudden breeze ruffled his clothes, sending shivers along his spine. He remembered what happened earlier with Yoon-Yi and he quickly brushed a hand across his forehead. It felt hot against his cold hand. He frowned, letting out a sigh.
He walked over to the pond, the gravel shifting slightly under his feet. When he reached the water, he flopped down on the ground and stared off into the distance. The sky was a dark blue and its blackness was reflected eerily onto the pond. Shin let his mind roam, completely unaware of anything that happened around him.
