SEBASTIAN
Countless twinkling stars painted the night sky, but the moon, in its new phase, was absent. The quiet street was bathed in a faint amber glow from the vintage-style street lamps lining the sidewalk, casting long shadows that stretched and merged in the darkness.
On the cracked sidewalk, I stood, my dark coat fluttering with the night's breeze, gazing up at the familiar apartment building. My eyes were trained on one window in particular. The curtains were drawn, but the window was left open, letting the cool night breeze drift in.
I remained in my spot for a while, feeling a mixture of longing and uncertainty. After pondering for a while, I finally moved from my spot, and within seconds, I was in the room I had been staring at from the street.
The lights were out, shrouding
