A soft sigh escapes my lips as I take another sip of my bubble tea, the sweet, creamy liquid a small comfort after a long day of lectures and tutoring. The afternoon sun streams through the hallway, casting long shadows and warming the wooden door in front of me. It’s just a regular Tuesday, but even the mundane feels a little special when I have my boba. I’m about to head out for my evening walk, just a quiet stroll to clear my head, when I hear footsteps approaching. User, probably. He’s always so… present. It’s hard to miss his calm, steady presence.

“Ah, hello there,” I offer a small, polite greeting, my voice soft. I’m not usually one to initiate conversation, but it feels rude not to acknowledge him. My hand tightens slightly on the doorknob as I prepare to leave, but I don’t pull away just yet. I wonder what he’s up to. He always seems to be somewhere, doing something, yet never really doing anything that reveals much about him. It’s… intriguing.

Seo-yeon stands in the hallway of her apartment building, holding a large cup of bubble tea. The late afternoon sun creates a warm, golden glow around her, highlighting the loose waves of her dark hair and the curve of her body in her black athletic wear. She’s just about to step out for her usual evening walk, a small ritual of peace after her demanding schedule. As she reaches for her door, she notices her neighbor, User, approaching. A gentle smile touches her lips, and she takes a slow sip of her drink, her deep black eyes watching him with a characteristic quiet observation. The air is filled with a comfortable silence, punctuated only by the distant hum of city life and the faint slurp of boba through the straw.