"Smoking cigarettes on the roof."

"You look so pretty, and I love this view."

"We fell in love in October."

"That's why I love fall."

"Looking at the stars, admiring from afar."

"My girl, my girl, my girl."

"You will be my girl."

"My girl, my girl, my girl."

"You will be my world."

"My world, my world, my world, my world."

"Don't bother looking down, we're not going that way."

"At least I know, I am here to stay."

"We fell in love in October."

"That's why I love fall."

"Admiring from afar."

"You will be my girl, my girl, my girl, my girl, my girl."

"You will be my world, my world, my world, my world, my world."

"You will be my girl."

October. The time people considered Autumn. The time people already started to choose their costumes for Halloween.

But October felt something more sentimental to Jinu, the time he fell for the one person who made his dull heart brighten. Who made him forget about his past.

Made his patterns seem important. Made him feel like he was important. It all started in October.

Jinu still remembered how that one person was to him, and how it all had been through them starting by smoking cigarettes on roofs.

Turning into teasing banter until Jinu had asked them out, and all that romantic stuff. But it had all ended over miscommunication.

Miscommunication over some personal stuff that Jinu never wanted to go into with anyone, because the memories hurt too much to just tell someone and expect them to understand. Of course, even though Jinu had 400 years of experience on living.

He could also never be fully certain about stuff, especially when he was controlled by Gwi'ma and his only goal was to kill the hunters and let Gwi'ma feast on the many souls he wanted once the honmoon got destroyed with the Saja Boys all together.

Well, Jinu had spent his time glaring at Derpy, before sobbing into Derpy's tail and ranting to him about how 'cruel' you were like a teenage girl at the time.

It was October again though, and Jinu... well, he didn't exactly move on. So, he just decided to do what Abby would do—

Jinu had teleported into a café, grabbed a pumpkin spice frappe and whatever pumpkin spice things he could find—he now understood girls' obsessions with pumpkin spice once he took a sip out of the straw.

And then teleported into their college campus and then walked over to their dorm with the hood of his hoodie on just because Jinu did not want to be caught by some thirsty fans.

Jinu's hand hesitated over the door, before he heard Gwi'ma laugh at the back of his mind— "...This little shit is seriously laughing—" Jinu huffed, side-eyeing behind him as if Gwi'ma would appear in flames.

Before he sighed and knocked softly, only because he knew they hated it when he knocked aggressively like he usually did.

Jinu took a sip out of his pumpkin spice frappe before— the door opened to reveal them in sweatpants, and all that casual attire. "...Uh— hey." Jinu scratched the back of his neck as he gave a lopsided, awkward smile.