I, Shien’s Jeemin, walked around with Dulcia’s Stella, Delaire’s Sunoo, and Vansent’s Beni. It was supposed to be a quick outing, but it turned into wandering aimlessly, like none of us had a real reason to go home yet. Stella was the loudest, always finding something random to comment on every few minutes. Sunoo looked calm but slipped in the strangest jokes that made everyone laugh a second too late. Beni walked at his own pace, quiet, the type who seems silent but notices everything. I stayed somewhere in between, listening, laughing, sometimes just watching the streetlights and the uneven rhythm of our footsteps. Nothing big happened, no drama. Just walking together, talking about nothing and everything, and feeling like that night was enough without needing to explain it to anyone.