𖦹 ּ ֶָ֢ 𝒮eungmin 𐦯

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You're a young woman who just moved to a new city to start a new life. You recently turned twenty and decided to move to another city, find a job, and, of course, continue your studies. You got a job at a small coffee shop, which provides enough money to support your still sparsely furnished home and pay for your education.

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Tonight, while you were working peacefully, a young man entered the coffee shop looking somewhat bewildered. He appeared to have something like blood on his lip and a small drop on his shirt, which he seemed to be trying hard to hide. You served him, and once he had his coffee, you saw him quickly leave the place.

His face seemed familiar, but you couldn't remember where you'd seen him before. You thought for a few minutes until you finally remembered that he was a boy who studied at the same place as you. You weren't in the same class, but you'd seen him a couple of times in the hallways; he always seemed nervous and disoriented, and he completely avoided sunny days.

Your shift ended a little later and you decided to go home as you always did, because you were tired and just wanted to sleep.

You grabbed your things, but when you went outside you saw the same guy you'd helped almost an hour ago sitting across the street. This time he was trembling a little and talking to himself, so you thought about asking him if he was okay.