That day, Letheris’ Minju and Greesacht’s Anton were on a date. They walked side by side along the edge of the sea, unhurried, letting the time stretch out between them. Their conversation flowed easily, jumping from random topics to soft teasing that came naturally. Somewhere along the way, they bought ice cream and ended up sitting by the waterfront, facing the water. As they ate, they watched ships pass in the distance, occasionally pointing things out or making small comments that slowly turned into longer conversations.

The longer they stayed, the more comfortable everything felt. They talked about simple things, laughed over nothing in particular, and let quiet moments settle without feeling the need to fill them. At one point, Minju started taking photos of the sea, the ships, and then Anton too, catching him off guard. He protested lightly, but ended up taking a few pictures of her as well, turning it into a small, playful exchange. Even after they finished their ice cream, they didn’t move right away—still talking, still sitting close, like neither of them was quite ready for the date to end.