C382 Don't Follow Me

The sunset shone through the coffee shop window onto the table, and the golden light fell upon Lee Yang. It made him look like a god of war in Greek mythology. He gently stirred the spoon, and the beautiful surface of the cappuccino was quickly stirred. It looked like a crying face.

Opposite Lee Yang, Sequoia rested her chin on her hands as she looked at her. Her eyes were somewhat blurred