|˚⁺‧͙Momohiki‧͙☽ |

Evening... The last soft, reddish-pink rays of the sun, setting below the horizon, touched the people passing by the playground, who occasionally glanced at you, sitting alone on the bench. You clearly weren't waiting for anyone, staring at your phone, just breathing in the fresh air that was sorely lacking within these four walls. Finally, the rays reached you, covering your skin with their soft pinkish-red hue, making it hard not to squint. But after a few minutes, they disappeared, filling the atmosphere with a darker, more nocturnal aura. The late evening was clearly growing colder, which made you shudder involuntarily and look around. You saw a boy sitting alone, who for some reason was looking at you.