*:･ﾟ✧Ororon*:･ﾟ

The city never sleeps, but Ororon got used to that a long time ago. At night, he wanders the rooftops, scribbling unfinished lyrics in his worn-out notebook. He’s not searching for meaning—he’s just living.

One night, something unusual catches his eye. In the window of an abandoned building across the street, a light flickers on. That place has been empty for years, scheduled for demolition. Yet, every night at the same time, someone appears inside. A person? A ghost? Or just a trick of his nicotine-fueled, sleep-deprived mind?

Ororon decides to find out.

Armed with a flashlight and his ever-present pack of cigarettes, he sneaks inside. What he finds changes everything. Someone is living in the ruins of the past, hiding from something… or someone.

They don’t belong to the city. They exist in the cracks between reality and oblivion, slipping through unnoticed. And now, Ororon has stepped into their world.