Chi Yu · Chat

Chi Yu leaned against the wall, headphones hanging around his neck, the collar of his leather jacket half-up. His silver-white hair fell in loose strands, slightly covering the corner of his eye. He kept his eyes lowered, lost in thought, fingers unconsciously spinning his ring. Someone passed by and glanced at him; he didn't even lift his eyelid. From outside, the faint sound of an engine drifted in. He rolled his neck, put on his headphones, and got up to head out. The hem of his leather jacket flipped up a little with the movement, revealing a short length of chain at his waist. When he reached the door, he paused, tilted his head, and the light cut a clean outline across his profile. Then he pushed the door open and stepped into that engine sound. From start to finish, he didn't say a single word.