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He grinned. “Well that’s nice. Someone nice choosing to be a night owl like me. Another step closer to my dream of this becoming a trend and everyone else doing the same… having to worry for myself when I just want to take a walk while it’s cooler and well, easier to admire the streets isn’t so nice, y’know? I can’t imagine it’d be good for anyone else, either.”

He paused for a moment. Wind rustled in the branches of the trees planted along the sidewalk. “If you don’t come out too often… I’m guessing that you have a job that involves a lot of work with a desktop?”

She chuckled a little. “Wouldn’t you? I mean, I suppose it doesn’t apply for all office workers… but I didn’t happen to get overtime today and that’s a rare occasion. It’s part of the reason why the night view of the business district is so nice, I suspect. All those offices, lit through the night.”

He chuckled a little at that. “Same right back to you. It really is a nice coincidence. I mean, well…” He ran a hand through his hair, and grinned at him. “There aren’t a whole lot of ways to make me feel happier than to know that someone likes listening to my singing. I mean, I do know it – won’t have been able to make a living out of it otherwise. It’s different to meet someone like this because of it, though.”

Oh… this person actually intended to talk to her. That was unexpected. Not unpleasant, but unexpected. She seldom found people that would turn a random greeting into a conversation – or perhaps that was just the way she hoped things would go when it came to encounters with strangers.

Not that she would be much more confident when it came to talks with acquaintances, though. The only people she truly thought she had stable ground when it came to conversations were her family, and even with them she found herself occasionally battling self-doubt.

She did, however, appreciate the way that the other was so casual in his demeanor, like talking to her was a very normal thing to do. “Hello.” She replied to his greeting, the small smile still on her face. “I suppose it is… or will be, anyway. It’s not completely dark yet.”

She half wanted to facepalm. Great start to a conversation with a stranger. The other half of her reminded herself that she wouldn’t have been able to find a different response if she tried and she probably didn’t care to. 

Yu joon made an exaggerated grimace. “I look like a nice person? Dangit. My years of strategically building an image of terror, wasted.” He started to walk in the direction that he had just pointed at, his pace leisurely and his gaze turned forward. “So, like… do you come out in the night often like me, or is this just a sleepless night for you?”

His eyes widened, then he grinned widely. He let out a chuckle as his gaze momentarily went down and then came back up, his smile shy but definitely pleased. “Don’t feel awkward, I’m really glad that you recognized me from music and decided to say hello… it’s an honor.”

She had been walking back home, not laden with piles of paperwork and also not having made to do overtime for once. She enjoyed work, but she was not really against having a little more free time in the evening either. That was the reason why she had been in a good mood, enough to let her glance linger on the person standing near; usually she tried to make as little eye contact with people as possible, being not at all sure she would say the right thing or just act the right way in general in case she was spoken to.

In this case, however, something about the person had drawn her eye aside from her current positive moods, and that something was, well, the general aura this person had about himself. Maybe it was the knife in his hands or the way he was dressed or the ease in his posture in general – she didn’t know what it was. But it was intriguing… in a nervous kind of way.

All in all, she paused, slightly surprised when she was greeted in the way she was. Then she gave a small wave as well, smiling shyly.

He shrugged when he heard about feeling weird walking around at midnight, shooting the guy a smirk. Walking around at night could get you weird looks alright, and he couldn’t really blame the people that did that; the world had a lot of terrible people and there was no real way to judge that the weird guy walking ahead at night you was not one of them. Didn’t stop him from taking midnight walks, though.

“Oh yeah, that’s typical schedule for me. Maybe I made so many excuses to think this way, but I can’t concentrate on writing during the day.” He jerked a thumb in the direction that the guy had been walking. “If you’re taking a walk, mind if I walk with you?”

He felt bad when he saw the other shrinking in on himself. He didn’t make a habit of forgetting people, but there always was a chance that he could have. He shook his head at the stranger’s apology and gave him a smile in an attempt to comfort. “Don’t worry about it. Jeong yoon… hmm.” His brow furrowed as he tried to remember. “Well… my name’s Easton. Easton Davis.”

He had turned his head to look at the person, his eyebrows raised in confusion and also slight curiosity. When he found himself being talked to, he blinked, and turned around so that he would be properly facing them.

“Did… we?” He said. His brow furrowed as he tried to remember whether he had heard this person’s voice before – seeing as he couldn’t see his face. “I’m sorry. I’m… not sure if I recall…”

Yu joon shook his head, giving a little grin for reassurance. “Nah… actually, I think you got more surprised than I did. Sorry about that, didn’t mean to alarm ya.”

He was rather curious for the reason why this stranger had decided to be so armed for the cold tonight – sure it was winter, but he rarely saw people wearing ski gear in response to it. But then he’s seen a lot of people wearing or doing a lot of unusual things, and they usually preferred it if he pretended not to have noticed. That was what he had decided to do in this case as well.

He glanced in the direction the stranger had been heading. “I’m guessing you’re out for a walk like me?”