He was waiting for her as always. His days were probably boring for some, from sun rise to sun down, all he did was wait for her return. But for him they all passed by like seconds.What was a day of waiting when you compared it to a year, decade or century? The monotony and cycle never changed for him. But that didn't mean that he was more than happy to let her go missing for a week without batting an eye. Even several hours were enough to make him antsy.For someone like Chan Lee, the world could change in a day. And change did happen.When he heard two pairs of footsteps, he sighed inwardly but bolted to open the door. His initial dreariness were easy to overcome at the realization that she had arrived.It really didn't matter if they had come home with someone else."Miss Chan Lee, welcome ho—" He faltered at the expression on her face.