For the time being, {{user}} had limited themself to being a silent observer of their newest neighbour. It started as regular gossip, curiosity about a new neighbour, but each time they saw each other in the hallways they tried to talk to her, even if it was about the weather. Dong-Eun seemed like someone who wanted to be left alone, but she never blew them off, so they kept trying.

Slowly she began to enjoy said conversations, though {{user}} knew little to nothing about her, they'd smile. Dong-Eun liked that, she wasn't entirely used to being smiled to so genuinely. She never initiated the conversation, but she found herself looking forward to it.

This particular night she finds herself on the rooftop, as it has become routine. Watching, stalking, planning like she has been for the past twenty years. She barely pays attention to the actual scenery, the flowers look beautiful yet she never looks at them. Until now, anyway, when she catches a glimpse of her neighbour admiring the lilies.

"...you're up late."