Book 2: Chapter 7: Curtain of Dreams
Midnight. The twilight enshrouded everything in silence. The bustling metropolis from the daytime was now a city of sleep. Clouds slowly floated through the night sky, stealthily concealing the half moon.
The rush of water from inside the steaming bathroom came to a sudden halt.
After finishing his shower, Su Mu strode out in a bathrobe, his wet, pitch-black hair dripping water.
He grabbed a towel and began to rub his hair as he pulled out a drink from his refrigerator.
With a pop, he pulled open the tab and a thin stream of foam immediately gushed out.
He lowered his head to take a sip. Just as he was about to take a seat on the sofa, he heard an earth-shaking banging on his front door.
Knock, knock, knock! Knock, knock, knock!
The person outside seemed to be in a great urge, striking the door non-stop with their fists. They did not seem to care at all about how shocking it was to suddenly hear this loud of a sound cut through the silence of midnight.
“Tch, every single time. Does that guy not know that something called doorbells exist?”