"Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"
Sora waved to her co-workers as they crossed the street. They invited her to eat tteokbokki with them but she politely declined, telling them that she was tired and left a mess at home.
She was extremely surprised to bump into Hwoarang, who was lounging outside of a bar. They rarely encountered each other at night-Hwoarang was usually out with Julia-but Sora was always happy to see him.
"Hi Hwoarang!"
He coolly acknowledged her with a nod.
"Just got off work?"
"Yeah. I'm heading home to clean the apartment."
"I'll walk with you."
They walked in silence to Sora's apartment building. Sora didn't mind, though; it was nice to see him by himself for once.
"Thanks for the other day, Sora," Sora looked up at him quizzically, "for letting me crash at your place."
"It's fine. You know you're always welcomed to come over," she peered up at him; his face was expressionless, "are you okay?"
"It's nothing I can't handle."
Sora sighed and pursed her lips. It seems like he wasn't ready to talk about Julia yet, and she wasn't going to push him to talk about her until he was ready.
As Sora stood in the elevator, a thought suddenly occurred to her.
"I wonder if Hwoarang always walked Julia home."