'Strangers.'

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Brush

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Brush. Brush. Brush.

The sounds of y/n brushing her hair and styling it.

Her lipgloss popped as she opened it.

She added her makeup onto her face and flicked the mascara onto her lashes.

She looked into the big mirror as she looked at herself.

She put on her black jeans along with a white shirt and a cropped black cardigan.

She put on her thick black boots and stood up.

It was getting very slowly darker outside.

She checked the time on her phone.

'4.52.' It read.

She looked into the mirror for the last time.

'I guess it's time.' She sighed.

She brushed past her thoughts while grabbing her keys and locking her apartment.

The wind gently blew. It was clear that it was autumn.

The leaves were blown and orange, withering away for winter to come.

And you could hear the silent clicks of y/n's boots.

She finally got to Han river.

It was near her house anyway.

She watched the blue light coming from the sky.

It was a very depressing weather.

Y/n leaned against the railing.

She took her phone from her pocket.

'4.58. He'll be here soon.' She thought.

She watched the leaves blown beside her and stared into Han river whilst having her arms crossed and leaned against the railing.

She closed her eyes while feeling the cold air brush against her skin.

Step. Step. Step.

Y/n heard the steps and opened her eyes.

Your hair is long. A voice said.

She turned to the side.

Her eyes softened in a way she couldn't describe.

Y/n turned around fully, letting her arms hang on the sides of her body.

It's been a while y/n. The voice said.

Y/n closed her mouth from being a little shocked.

Hi.. Ni-Ki. Y/n said.

She stood there. Both of them staring at each other.

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