[Music: River flows in you.]
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The night is cold. Yet all Ken feels is warmth. His heart is so full that he doubts it is overflowing. The thought of spending some time with the person who holds his heart in his palm after a long while makes him all giddy.
There is a spring to his steps as he slowly, yet skillfully moves through the dark hallways of his home. The moonlight that seeps through the craters of the window does a great job of showing light to his path.
Ken is an expert in sneaking out of his home at midnight, he has done it so many times that he lost count. But a slight fear still lingers in the corner of his mind, refusing to let go.
