The End of the Volume: Proposal, the Boy’s Finale

Washington, on a bustling street packed with traffic. The towering buildings all around resembled a vast forest of steel, while screens and LED billboards of all sizes flashed with light. The traffic light at the intersection turned red, and vehicles streamed back and forth along the road. Office workers and students of every sort stopped at the crosswalk, most of them looking down at their phones. Suddenly, something icy fell from above onto the people waiting to cross.