Third Individual's POV
A gentle breeze, not enough to send any chill into the air or cause any disturbance in your sleep. "Meet me outside the hotel," says the text Tyler sent to Seo ya.
Seo ya got her thick coat and scarf as she headed off. The halls were quiet, but the liveliness was still there. "It's getting late. Why would he call me outside?" Seo ya asked as she continued to walk through the hallways.
She shoved her hands into her pockets as she made her way to the elevator. The cold air is freezing, the wind blowing fiercely at her face. A shiver runs down her spine. As soon as she arrived on the first floor, she went outside where the moon was bright and warm, a smile creeping across her features. Even though it's chilly, being out there made her feel alive, like something was wrong inside of her that no one else could see. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, feeling her body shake slightly from the wind and her mind calm down slightly.
