Kwan woke up gasping for air. He felt like he woke up from a horrible nightmare feeling defeated, dehydrated and suffocated. It was beyond horrifying. Everything hurt so much. He bit his lips to prevent himself from crying. He turned to the side and was beginning to see a figure of what appears to be a person.
He closed his eyes as the memories of last night came rushing in like a damned wave rushing towards the shore. He groaned in pain a little as he saw the ceiling and realized that he was still in his office. Whenever things get hard for Kwan, he always come running in the headquarters to cool his head off or to just feel somewhat safe since there were many people in the building that makes him feel less lonely.
He hissed when he felt something cool pressed against his cheek and when his vision focused he found himself staring at the person that he has least expected to see.