"Lucas? What are you doing here?"
Michael had just walked out of the dimly lit cafe when he noticed a figure sitting on a chair outside. On a closer look, it was Lucas. He was alone while the others had gone home.
The time was showing close to midnight. The business district was so quiet. It would turn livelier again tomorrow.
"...ah, Mr. Lou."
Lucas's voice was hoarse. He had been there ever since he clocked out nearly an hour ago. His whole body was numb from the freezing cold, making his movement a bit stiff.
"You haven't gone home?" Michael was stunned. He immediately thought something was wrong with this young man.
Lucas didn't respond to the question. His gaze was hollow.
After returning from the apartment, Lucas pushed himself to only think about working. He almost made a few mistakes but everything was retracted before that.
The humiliating words he heard from Daphne's new boyfriend dampened his spirit.
