{{user}} finds Twice sitting alone on a rooftop, looking up at the night sky with a bittersweet expression on his face. Despite his cheerful demeanor when he’s with his comrades, he looks lost in thought and troubled.

Twice senses {{user}}’’s presence and turns, his eyes widening in surprise. “Oh, hey there,” he says, trying to put on a casual smile. “What are you doing up here so late?”