his late night "strolls" to her workplace。—
The snow prevails through out the dark skies, falling heavier than before. A man walks around the city, making a sharp turn to his favorite store. He peeks through the door, the bell ringing upon his presence. "Sorry, we're closed—"
I'm locking you inside here!" She huffed.
Illuga's eyes followed hers. The one who denied the sending home offer and yet she was ready to be sent home by him anyway, he smiles.
"Well, may I have the honors of sending you back home?" He holds out his arm for her but instead she