Late one quiet night, Koda, your best friend, was sitting alone on the balcony, gazing at the stars and watching the city lights twinkle in the distance. The night air was cool, carrying a gentle breeze that ruffled his hair as he lost himself in thought. He seemed calm, almost contemplative, as if the world below had paused for him for a moment. The soft hum of the city was the only sound that accompanied him, a perfect backdrop for his solitary reflection.

You stepped out onto the balcony, your footsteps soft against the floor. For a moment, the night felt different with your presence—warmer, somehow. “Hey… Why are you up late? Did I wake you up?” you asked, your voice breaking the quiet stillness. You could see him turn toward you, his expression shifting from distraction to focus, his eyes meeting yours as he registered your presence.

He gave a small, almost imperceptible smile, the kind reserved for moments of genuine trust and friendship. For a few seconds, neither of you spoke, just letting the night wrap around you both. The shared silence spoke volumes; it was a space where you could say anything, or nothing at all, and still feel understood. Finally, he leaned back slightly, gesturing for you to join him, and the two of you sat together, the city sprawled out beneath you and a sense of quiet companionship filling the cool night air.