Holding hands, Mike brought Misae to walk on the streets again. They were doing nothing in particular. Having each other nearby already made them feel content.
"Have you finished your preparation for the end-of-year party?" Mike suddenly asked.
Misae shook her head. "We're going to have another meeting this Monday and start our preparation. Will you come to the party?"
"I should be able to come."
"That's good."
The two of them turned silent as they wondered what else they should talk about. Suddenly, Mike stopped his feet as he felt a threatening presence near them. His brow furrowed. Who dared to show hostility towards him?
A group of men stood not far from the place they stopped at. From their clothes, it was clear that they were part of a gang. Other people purposely avoided walking through that area and took the trouble to circle around them. No one wanted to get involved in a pointless fight.
