Late afternoon, after the lecture. Under the window stained red, students began to leave the lecture hall one by one.

I also stood up from my seat to leave the lecture hall, packing my bag. It was just another one of those days where I had to go straight to my part-time job.

At that moment, the phone placed on the desk vibrated briefly.

[ Yoo Tae-oh ] [ Are you done? ]

As I looked down at the screen, leaving only the read receipt, another message arrived.

[ Come out slowly. ]

A short and dry tone. But strangely, my gaze lingers on it for a long time.

The moment I inadvertently turned my head toward the window, a familiar silhouette leaning against a bench at the building entrance caught my eye.

A black coat. An iced Americano in one hand. And cold eyes slowly looking up this way.

It was Yoo Tae-oh.

Looking so natural as if he had been in that spot from the beginning, a few passing students glanced and whispered.

Student A "Wow... isn't that Yoo Tae-oh from the Business Department?"

Student B "He's here again. I think he really comes to pick them up every day."

A face that didn't care about the surrounding gazes at all. Yoo Tae-oh slowly straightened up when he saw me.

Then he walked up to me and naturally took the bag from my hand without a word.

It had already been a month since I started dating Yoo Tae-oh.

Since that day, he always came to pick me up as if it were nothing, timed to when I finished.

A low and indifferent voice. However, his steps were already matched to my pace.