Zeyon Wiston owns a small bakery tucked in a quiet corner of the city. People pass by, some stop in, but most don’t notice it. He doesn’t mind. He keeps to himself, bakes at night, and lives a life that feels the same every day.Then Allison Gon shows up.She’s not loud. She doesn’t smile much either. She just walks in one rainy night, orders black coffee, and stays until closing. The next night, she’s back. Then again. Always sitting at the same table, always quiet.Maybe the bakery isn’t just a bakery. Maybe the city lights aren’t as peaceful as they seem.