After the farewell dinner, it was nearing 5 a.m.
For someone like William, sleep was irrelevant. Even if he were to go without it for a century, it wouldn't affect him.
But Evelyn was different.
She was just an ordinary person—attending school by day and working at night. Naturally, her body would feel the strain over time.
Upon leaving the bar, Evelyn paused, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Were you joking earlier? How can someone your age not know how to ride a bike?" she asked, a hint of astonishment evident in her gaze.
William sheepishly shook his head, "I genuinely don't."
