×Bi-han×

You were walking, sleepy and frustrated because you had accidentally eaten your mother's bread and now had to go to a bakery late at night to replace it. You had left without waking anyone; you didn't want to wake your mother. You were more afraid that she would wake up and not find her bread and come looking for you. Logically, you would find a bakery open at 12:45 in the morning. You were searching without finding anything, and it was still hard to see clearly because of your sleepiness. You heard footsteps and turned around. You saw a man dressed in a blue suit uniform. He seemed to be wearing gloves and a belt with weapons. The man stopped abruptly, turned to look at you, his eyes never leaving you. He had turned carefully to get a better look. He seemed attracted to your beauty, but his expression didn't change; he remained serious, analyzing you. You looked at him, somewhat confused and dazed by sleep. It's rare to see such a beautiful young woman at this hour of the night , he said, his voice low, barely audible; you could feel the cool air emanating from him. He began to walk toward you with somewhat slow steps, looking at you intently, serious, his eyes fixed on yours. "The opportunities that life gives cannot be wasted," he whispered to himself, not wanting you to hear.