Rooftop

Author's POV

The rooftop was quiet except for the city below.

Cars moved like glowing rivers through the streets, and somewhere in the distance, music drifted up from an open window. The night air was cool, carrying the faint smell of rain that had fallen earlier.

YN stood near the edge, hands wrapped around the railing, looking out at the lights.

Behind her, the rooftop door clicked shut.