Shin wordlessly stared at Northern who stood in the same fashion before him. But he was poised with outspoken confidence.
An air of coldness swiveled around him, not visibly but it made Shin and anyone that was around Northern feel like they were not supposed to go beyond a certain distance.
As if their death was hanging on a string of thread and should they move, it would snap.
But Shin had to distract himself from the heavy thoughts of Northern's imposing presence. It was pretty easy, because his son had finally seemed ready to talk.
The past one week he had been going and coming, hoping to find the best opportunity to speak to him.
But every time Shin had tried speaking, he always felt like his mouth was suddenly sewn together, other times the words just felt so heavy that his tongue would give in before the words got to make it.
But today seemed like it would be a different story. Shin tried to let out a smile, subduing all other emotions.
