the wind blows through the streets that are cleared with people, though some stores aren't yet closing. the moon glows, scattering light all over the city, mixing with the faint light from the glass windows of the shoppes and lamps that are placed in every corner of the town.
for caspia, it is the best time to stroll around the area. she always likes how the cold breeze softly brushes on her skin as the moonlight hits it, making it radiantly natural. perhaps, it is one of her own beauty hacks.
walking leisurely, she closes her eyes, tucking her hands inside the pocket of her jeans, resting her mind, cutting all those thoughts for a moment. and there she gets lost in her own space.
being unaware of her surroundings, caspia's breath hitches when she feels someone put a hand on her shoulder.
her face becomes pale and her palms start to sweat. she is just new to the place, she couldn't trust anyone other than herself. so without thinking straight and fear combining in, she sharply turns her head back and harshly pushes away the person. she breathes heavily, raising her fists up to her chest in impulse.
