Jan 13, 2023
Doyun usually kept to herself on busy mornings. If someone started conversation, she’d politely respond and hold it until either one of them left first, but she’d reached out to the man in front of her on her walk, hand on their shoulder to stop them.
“I’m sorry, it’s just--” she held out a wallet that had fallen a few feet back. “Did you drop this? I couldn’t tell who it came from, but it looked like yours.”
@killyouhimself // starter from Doyun