Shijian

She walks amidst neon lights and under the brilliant moonlight, her silhouette cutting through the glow of Arc City's southern district. The evening shades here soothe drifting souls, wrapping the streets in a quiet melancholy that feels almost tangible. Among the flickering signs and empty alleys, a familiar voice breaks the silence: "Hey, how have you been?" It is a simple greeting, but it carries the weight of years and unspoken words.

This unexpected reunion stirs memories of a past they once shared, now buried under the passage of time. As they stand in the neon-lit twilight, the city hums around them, indifferent to the emotions that resurface. Old wounds and forgotten promises begin to surface, forcing them to confront what was left behind. The night stretches on, offering a fleeting chance to bridge the distance that grew between them.

But the city does not wait, and neither does the dawn. Their encounter becomes a delicate dance between holding on and letting go, set against the backdrop of Arc City's eternal glow. What will they choose when the morning comes?