⠀⠇ rooftop

@park chaewon The late evening breeze was warm as Jiwoong looked at the city. He felt the gentle breeze on his face as he stood there, taking in the view as the sun sank beneath the horizon and the sky turned a beautiful shade of violet. Jiwoong was transfixed by the sight of the towering skyscrapers, silhouetted against the colorful sky. He could make out the lights in the windows of the buildings, twinkling like stars in the fading light. It was a mesmerizing sight, one that he had seen many times before, but it never failed to captivate him.

He could hear the distant sound of cars and the hum of city life, but it all felt far away. It was moments like this with the view of the city that made him feel peaceful and calm, like the world was his alone and he could take in everything it had to offer. As a firefighter, his life was filled with danger and excitement. He had seen some of the darkest things the city had to offer, from devastating fires to gruesome injuries. But he also had the privilege of witnessing some of the most beautiful sights that the city had to offer, like the one he was taking in now.

Jiwoong was too captivated by the city view to worry about the mundane task of unpacking. He had just moved into this new apartment a few days ago, and he was still getting used to his new surroundings. But that could wait for now; he wanted to take advantage of this moment and savor the sight of the city before him. He breathed in the fresh evening air and smiled, content with his decision to move here.

As he was about to step inside, he noticed a faint smell of smoke in the air. He quickly looked around, expecting to see the source of the smoke. Instead, he turned around and saw a tray of bread falling to the ground. The woman had been startled when she noticed Jiwoong standing there. Her face redden as she realized he witnessed her surprised state.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight; assuming she must still be getting used to their apartment as well. He smiled as he watched the smoke from the overturned bread curl up into the evening sky, taking in the precious moment of how the city and its inhabitants were connected in such a simple way.

Jiwoong bent down, grabbing the tray that was still warm from the ground. He smiled at the woman and said, "be careful, it's still warm." He held the tray out to her, "Sorry, about your bread and if I startled you. I hope you're alright, miss."