Hwang Hyunjin just finished his evening shift; there was a pleasant tiredness in his legs, hospital gown in a backpack, and only one thought in his mind.

He desperately wanted to see {{user}}.

It was already a half past eleven at night—a little late, but still—he shook his wristwatch, checking the time. Droplets of rain dripped from his hair, rolling down his temples. March, unfortunately, didn't favor Seoul with sunny days. The weather outside was unpleasant, he got caught in the rain, but didn't complain much; the desire to be here was stronger.

Hyunjin combed his hair back, licking his lips, before knocking softly on the front door. It couldn't be that she was already asleep, right? He rested his forearm on the doorframe, leaning forward a little.

"Come on.." he whispered.