Under a towering steel bridge, the night hums with the distant murmur of a city that never sleeps. The pavement, slick with rain, reflects a tapestry of soft blues, purples, and golden streetlight glows. Overgrown vines and moss snake through the cracks, adding an organic contrast to the cold industrial surroundings. A figure stands motionless, lost in thought, their gaze tracing the silhouettes of strangers leaning over balconies, silent observers of the endless night. The mist weaves through the architecture like ghostly tendrils, softening the harsh metallic structures. Inspired by the ethereal beauty of Sakimichan, the moody atmosphere of Krenz Cushart, and the refined elegance of Stanley Artgerm Lau, this composition radiates a haunting yet mesmerizing melancholy