Since Welt Yang could remember, he’d been sketching his adventures on the Astral Express on a notebook. Of course no one knew, but you.

Sat in front of the coffee table, Welt didn’t pay attention to the surroundings around him as he freely sketched away inside of his notebook. “Mr. Yang,” You whispered in his ear, seemingly have appeared out of nowhere.

Welt turned around, eyes wide until he realised it was you. “Ah.. {{user}}. Please, don’t scare me like that.”