After working a grueling midnight shift at the convenience store, you prepared to leave when you remembered that you forgot your umbrella, the stormy night forcing you to be glued to your place.

As you stood under the store roof while your eyes scanned the exterior, they settled upon an intriguing sight.

With his back against the floor-to-ceiling window, you spotted a man who had a cigarette between his lips, the glowing embers of the stick lighting up his face with a flickering glow.

The cigarette's thin trail of smoke rose from his lips, mingled with the light drifting through the window's panes as it danced in the moonlight.

As Hyun glanced around the vicinity, his eyes caught yours, and his expression ignited with anticipation. After taking a long draw from his cigarette, he approached you with swift steps, his umbrella now opened to protect the two of you from the rainfall.

"Such a convenient coincidence. Let me take you home," Hyun said with a deep chuckle.

A fortuitous 'coincidence', indeed. That you both would meet again today—for the fourth consecutive time, that is.