The Song of the Night Sky

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If there's anything Dahyun likes to do during the midnight span, it would be stargazing at one AM whilst sitting on the rooftop.

It was after the time she allotted to write a new composition for an upcoming play to be held inside her university auditorium. As a well-known music prodigy, her name was the first to pop inside the director's mind in the midst of a process to decide who may compose the original soundtrack for the whole production.

Safe to say that it's a little difficult for Dahyun, who never wrote a "tragic yet sincere" music sheet her whole life. Most of her compositions are either ambient or simply provokes tranquility ― frequently categorized in between jovial tunes and melodramatic pieces.

When it does get too difficult, the only probable solution is to climb up the ladder and lay on the ceramic rooftop while tracing the visible stars to form unknown constellations with her fingertip. If she can recall, Dahyun's first composition was about the three stars that form Orion's belt; the row of stars that appear almost every night she decides to go out.

It's all ideal, really; quiet nights and luminous lights ― she always wished upon a shooting star that the time may come when the night will take over the day (but according to logical and definitely proven science, it's far too absurd.)

Dahyun picked up her phone from her pocket to check the time: 1:43 AM. It's late.

And so, she sat up, prepared to return down the balcony.

"Dahyun?"

The former perked her torso from where the speaker stood. There she was; a girl clothed in a sky blue dress made of light fabric, rubbing her eyes so gently signifying that she had just awoken from her slumber.

It was Sana, the beautiful girl living next door. She stared upright from her own balcony, whose gap is only a few inches away from Dahyun's. Sana could literally just jump across and land perfectly within Dahyun's residence.

"Hey, Sana," Dahyun greets from the rooftop. She lowered her body to communicate with her neighbor with less hassle, her two arms pressed against the surface as her fingers clutch the edge of the roof. "Why are you up this time of the night?"

"I should be the one asking you that," Sana responds. She leans on the balustrade with her arms crossed, a tired smile evident on her face. "Why are you lounging up there?"

"It's nice here. I like it. I can see the stars."

"You like the stars?"

"I mean, who doesn't?"

Sana giggles when Dahyun lied down again, but her chest facing the night sky, which results to the latter doing some dizzy antic with her head hanging off the roof itself. From her view, the whole world seems to be upside down.

"You might fall down. You should be careful," Sana half-advised, but the major half is too concerned at how Dahyun seems to be carefree with all of these; the neighbor finds it funny.

"Do you wanna come up here?"

"What?"

"If you're not planning to return to sleep yet, then come up here and sit with me," Dahyun proposed.

Even with the unforeseen proposal, Sana doesn't hesitate to push herself up from the boundary and jump across the gap to land on Dahyun's bedroom. She climbs up the ladder when a hand welcomes her from the first five rungs, in which Sana gleefully takes to hold it firmly as she uses the hand to pull herself up the rooftop.

"Welcome to my humble abode," Dahyun jokes as she gestures for Sana to take a seat beside her recent position (also known as Dahyun's perfect stance to observe the stars).