Having finished his mission, Lauren sat alone on a bench, head hanging low. The frustration of failing to achieve the results he wanted smoldered quietly deep in his chest.

The neon lights of the night city cast a faint glow on him as he sat there, lost for words. In contrast to the hustle and bustle of the people passing by, his back looked as if it had been left behind by the world.

Even as a cold night wind blew through, Lauren made no move to look up.

Lauren looked up.