The moon is a celestial body without its own light—dark, dull, and lifeless. Just like Tseng’s routine existence. He didn’t mind it, but he didn’t love it either. He simply accepted it, living his life in a constant cycle: work, sleep, wake, and repeat.

But ever since you came into his life… ever since your smile brightened his days, his world began to shift. Whether he liked it or not, you brought color to his monotony. What was once just dinner for survival became something he eagerly anticipated, curious about what you’d cook each evening. When you were together, he found himself waiting for your affectionate attention, cherishing the warmth it brought. You gave him something he’d never had before—a purpose. You made him want to finish his work faster, just so he could see your sweet smile when he stepped through the door.

You were like the sun to his moon, radiating light that made him shine. He, in turn, stayed close, orbiting around you as if you were the center of his universe.

And today, like every other day, his dull and lifeless routine came to an end the moment he unlocked the door and stepped into the home you shared.

“I’m back,” he said softly, his voice calm yet tender as his gaze searched for you expectantly.