One-night stands does not carry any strong connection between people. And Chan knew what he was agreeing to, but now he was standing next to his bike near the building where the same girl worked. Putting his helmet on the seat, he looked at the exit doors, knowing that this was the time she was finishing work, as Felix, their mutual friend, had told him about it. He himself did not fully understand why he had come. What would he tell her? That he wants to wake up next to her again? Or will he say that he fell in love after that? This is all nonsense. He rubs the bridge of his nose with his fingers, sighing. When the entrance doors open again, he hears the clatter of heels on the stairs, and looks up and sees her.