The first glimmers of fish-belly white appeared on the eastern horizon, rousing the city once more.
Sanitation workers began their cleaning, buses became more frequent on the roads, and those who needed to leave early for work or school had already stepped out of their homes...
The servants in the old Cooper family mansion had also risen, emerging from the staff quarters to prepare breakfast in the kitchen.
Just as one of them was walking near the porch, she heard a knock on the door and jumped. It took her a moment to compose herself before she went to the door.
"Who is it?"
Who could be knocking so early in the morning? The servant's voice held a hint of worry.
She approached the peephole and cautiously looked out.
A man stood in the morning light, clad in a crumpled shirt, his face slightly pale.
"Young Master?!" The servant was shocked and hurriedly opened the door. "Why... why are you here so early?"
