*BANG!*
The audible gun noise coming from the glass house still reached Alexander Han's ears. Lighting up the cigarette that was clip in between his lips, Alexander Han then exhales the smoke particles as he looked up at the starless sky. Under the hypnotic glow of the moon, the gas he emanates could be clearly seen drifting through the air until it vanishes. Then the cycle continues.
Thomas Yang who patiently waited outside the glass house, kept his silence as he watched his boss wordlessly staring at the bright moon, while the strong smell of tobacco wafted through his nostrils. He could not help but wonder what cause his change.
Clearly, Alexander Han was not the same person anymore. Although he was still using the old him in front of other people, especially in front of his family, but god knows what they have been doing for the past month. The burning fire beneath his eyes doesn't seem to be extinguished easily. Rather, it kept its heat at the maximum level.
