There’s this moment between one to three o'clock in the morning that feels unearthly if you spend the hours outside, walking down the empty streets of Dongnae. The night breeze, the city lights, a bank of fog coming down a quiet and empty parking lot. It all felt surreal, and Seunghyun loved it. The city was asleep, but his mind was wide awake. There was not even an ounce of fatigue nested in his body, which explains why he’d rather wander around his hometown than staying in— a rare occurrence, truly, considering he despised going outside.
There was a hint of reluctance heard in her/his tone. Soft and endearing in many ways, yet it was loud enough to make Seunghyun turn around, only to be met by a sight he was sure he’d never see again.