Han Jiyun sat on his chair ready for the late night podcast from his home studio.
The call indicator blinked.
Incoming.
As a host he exaggerated on the live "let's see who's calling us at this time of an hour, who is this pitiful soul?"
A familiar yet not familiar voice came with a shy yet gentle tone like water sprinkling on the plants and plants happily dancing in the shower of water and sun. "Um… hello"
Jiyun recognised the voice a second later because he listened to this voice after two weeks.
"Ah! Mystery Listener returns," Jiyun said, voice bright and playful. "Did the city keep you awake again, or is a thunderstorm above your head today? I'm a doctor with no degree you can tell me freely, I'll charge you free".
"…Insomnia," the voice admitted the disease to the doctor, tired but warm. "…I just… couldn't sleep."
