Rena's POV

I grabbed my phone quickly, my eyes tired and straining to keep them open. The number was unfamiliar, and I didn't remember giving it to anyone.

—Are you okay? —he asked and I nodded.

I replied to the message and continued the conversation with the stranger just to find out who he was.

—Who are you?— I asked him. The subject's response was swift; he seemed to be glued to the screen waiting for my message.

—I'm sure you're already home, I hope you're not too exhausted. —From the conte