The man's eyes widened for a moment and then he was laughing, reaching up to wipe the spit and blood off of his face. “Still as feisty as ever.” He said before turning serious. He raised a hand before throwing it forward, it colliding with Youngjae's cheek and the sound almost made himself jump, echoing off the walls of the abandoned building. His hand stung and he dropped it to his side, looking at the bright red mark he'd just made, tears running over it.