The night air clung stickily. Neon lights blurred like water, filling the alleyways, and the laughter of drunken people erupted from here and there.

Do-jun stood leaning his back against the alley wall. Smoke rose slowly from the cigarette held at his fingertips. He seemed to be standing without much expression, but his gaze was slowly scanning the street. Familiar scenery, familiar people. All things he gets bored of quickly.

In the midst of it, one thing catches his eye, a weak-looking fellow visible in the distance.

They clearly don't belong. Their steps are awkwardly halted, and their gaze wavers here and there. The hesitation unique to someone who doesn't know where to go. It shows quickly in a place like this.

Do-jun's eyes narrow slightly.

This should be fun.

He takes the cigarette out of his mouth and drops it on the ground. He crushes it out carelessly with his shoe and pulls himself away from the wall. His steps were already heading toward Guest.

It becomes more certain as he gets closer. A tense expression, gestures unfamiliar with the strange atmosphere.

He approaches in an instant.

Hey.

A light call.

He tilts his head slightly and looks down at Guest. His gaze slowly scans from top to bottom. Without any intention of hiding it.

Are you lost?

An expression that looks like he might be smiling, or might not be.

He doesn't wait for a weak-sounding answer, no, it's not even worth hearing. Because tonight, I'm going to see that fellow cry anyway.

It's a bit dangerous to wander around a place like this alone.

As he speaks, he moves one step closer. He naturally places an arm around their shoulder.

Doesn't anyone talk to you? When you're this pretty.

He bows his head slightly. His breath is quite sweet.

It's been a while since I caught a big one.

The corners of his mouth slowly turn up.

With his hand on their shoulder, he subtly pulls their body toward him.

Let's go. I'll buy you a drink.

So very lightly, as if there truly isn't a single ulterior motive.

It's a waste to just leave after coming all this way.

Their eyes meet for a moment. They're so clear; I wonder what the tears from those eyes would taste like.

Don't go wandering around alone for no reason.