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It was a dark but calm night as London walked out of the house, trying not to make a single sound. It wasn't a particularly cold night, just a little bit chilly one. She leaned against the door's threshold which led to the yard as she crossed her arms on her chest in order to keep the warmness in her.

It was literally the middle of them planning their heist. Everything was going to plan, but when they started to actually do it, London felt like she was making a huge mistake. Probably like any other young person in her situation.

When she agreed to this deal, she still had doubts and questionable thoughts. The young woman tried to push them away, but they were still coming back to her no matter her efforts.

She sighed as she gazed up at the clear night sky looking at the stars which seemed endless. The wind was simply brushing enough so that she was feeling it across her cold cheeks.

"Something bothering you, London?" A familiar voice was heard from the back.

London smiled and turned her head towards The Professor to the back. "Not particularly."

They both chuckled as The Professor made his way to her and as she turned back to her original place. She looked back at the sky as The Professor sighed and looked at her.

"Do you mind sharing with me what's keeping you awake tonight?" He asked.

The young woman admired his shy and awkward personality, she always found it comforting and warm. "I don't think I need to spell that out for you." She chuckled. "It seems like you already know everything."

The Professor knew exactly what was bothering her: during their lessons, he would pay extra attention to her, so he knew that something was off with her. She was the youngest out of everyone, so he wanted to keep an extra eye on her.

"I think you're rethinking your decisions and stressing over the fact if you did the right thing." He replied.

London smiled and tilted her head. "Well, you're not wrong."

The Professor leaned against the other side of the door and looked at her with a warm smile. "I knew that something was going on with you since last week, to be honest with you." He crossed his hands on his chest.

"Oh, yeah?" London turned a little bit towards him. "I thought you were just staring at me since I was gazing off and not listening to you."

He knew London's sense of humor and he liked it. I mean, everyone's humor was similar and great, but her's stuck out to him a lot more than everyone else's.

"No, I was actually concerned about you. You didn't seem like yourself." He tried to get more serious. "Even though I don't know you a lot, I could sense that you weren't...you."

The woman sighed and looked down at the ground. "That's because it's true. Ever since we started the lessons, I have been thinking that I'm on the wrong side of events. This isn't completely like me."

"Well, you have to go out of your comfort zone sometimes." The Professor reminded her. "And it's completely understandable if you might feel that way considering the circumstances."

She noticed that he started ranting again and chuckled at his response. At first, he got shy but smiled back at her. But the young woman looked down at the ground again.

The Professor decided to make another move. "Listen, if you ever need anything more, you know you can always ask for my assistance?" He stood up and walked closer to her.

She looked up at him and smiled. "Thanks. I'll keep that in mind." They both stared at one another for a couple of seconds.

The Professor wasn't awkwardly looking back up and down, he just looked deep into London's eyes. She also didn't break her gaze off of him and when she saw that they were moving even closer, almost flinched as another voice from the side was heard.

"What's going on here?" The two of them turned to their sides only to see Tokyo standing a few feet back away from them.

She looked at them as her jaw was about to hit the floor. London quickly held up her finger up to her lip to show for her to shut up. Then she quickly turned to The Professor and smiled with a nod. "Well, I'll-I'll go now. Goodnight."

London quickly ran away from him before he could say anything and straight to Tokyo. She took her hand and dragged her way back to their room with no looking back. "Don't you dare say anything."

The Professor just stood there the whole time and stared at the spot where he last saw the woman. He had a simple smile on his face but quickly snapped back and chuckled.

"Goodnight, London."

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