"Who is he?" One of the kids mumbled, questioning the boy who ambled toward us. "He is so handsome," another kid in a ponytail admired that boy. Rooting on my feet, I pretended not to hear the children's compliments about Lanzo. "How can you be here?" My unfriendly question marked as my welcoming words. He didn't feel offended. "Spending my holiday in this quiet place would be the best escape from the routines. Besides, I love children." The children had gathered around him like ants crowding the sweets. Their cheerfulness confirmed how delighted they were with Lanzo's presence. He threw his backpack on the edge of the field and happily interacted with the children. Letting them enjoy their moments, I stepped to the one side of the area and rested on the bench under the tree, watching them running here and there to catch the ball. The affection among them touched my heart; unconsciously the drops of tears dripped. Their laughter was able to cure my agitation. Never did I think th
The ceiling stared down at my gape eyes. It had been an hour since I laid on the bed with the purpose of dozing off. However, my mind trapped me to keep awake. Lanzo's statements that he would always be on my side stunned as well as terrified me. His kindness mesmerized me but sometimes he didn't look like what he really was. The mysteries camouflaged him. That doubted me to put my trust in him.His last sentence before going to bed disturbed me, really. How could he say that to me? How would he always be by my side? Who was I to him? Did I matter to his life? I tried to wipe this question out, but I failed : did he like me?"No," my mouth took over; my hand instantly covered it when my brain managed to figure it out that I just yelled for the stupid thought. He wouldn't like me or any other girls; that was what he had ever conveyed. A love might not live in his cold heart. But, was it really cold? Was it true that there wasn't any warm space in his heart for affection to grow?I hat
The warmth on my face woke me up. The light above shot its glow on me. Getting up on a bed, I found myself in my room with my pajamas. Nothing I remembered except the fist on my temple and the blood that rippled. The headache came. I plopped back to the mattress. Lanzo...where was he? Those men ambushed him. Could he survive? What if they abducted and detained him somewhere? I had to ask Brad. The pain deterred me from moving. My body was still too weak. It was hard for me even to reach the door that wasn't closed. Someone might just get out of this room and carelessly let it open. "Ms. Grayson…" With my shaking voice, I tried to reach out for help. But, none heard me. "Mr. Thompson…." I didn't want to give up easily with my situation. Maybe, If I kept calling their names, they would come eventually. "Miss. Dawson…." I could breathe in relief seeing Brad rushing to the door."Where is Lanzo?" That was my first question since I worried about him too much. I was afraid that they wo
Lanzo didn't even take a final look at me. The way he treated me nonchalantly dug a deeper hole of loneliness and uneasiness in my heart. And it was weird that his oblivion upset me. Was I in love with him? I shouldn't have let love grow as I knew that it would only result in disappointment. Lanzo wouldn't develop the same feeling. Staggering, I managed to get up. I felt no water falling on my hair. Did the rain stop suddenly? When I looked up, the umbrella barricaded the downpour. Turning around, Lanzo had been at my back with one hand securing the umbrella. "Go, get changed. You're soaking wet." Without a protest, I obeyed him, slowly descending the stairs. He loyally counted his steps behind me, protecting my head with the umbrella. If it were a drama, it would be the most romantic scene I had in my lifetime. But, I didn't want to set high expectations. As a kind-hearted person, Lanzo did this as a form of sympathy. He would do the same thing to anyone who was in my position.
"Lanzo...wait!" It was useless; he disappeared in the next corridor when I was trying to run after him. Something bad must have happened to him. Who assaulted him that he ended up battered? That wasn't important to think about now; what mattered was to help Lanzo get his wound treated by a doctor before it was too late. Instead of roaming around to look for Lanzo, I jogged to the reception office to report it to Brad. He could be of any help with this. At least, he would know what to do. And Lanzo wouldn't refuse his initiative Catching my breath, I recounted Lanzo's pathetic condition to Brad who listened to me attentively. He swiftly went to his room after I shared the information with him. Meanwhile, I waited nervously in the reception room since I didn't have any access to the boy's room. In no time, Brad was back alone. I wondered why he didn't come with Lanzo. Where was that boy? Did he turn down Brad's assistance?"How is Lanzo?" I inquired in panic."Don't worry. The doc
The picture of those two men attacking Lanzo reminded me of what Yura had been through. Before losing her life, that girl went out of the dorm with them. Would Lanzo end up the same? I jerked, getting rid of that negative thought. It was just a picture; it wouldn't prove anything. My concern for Lanzo kept growing inside me and sucked my attention. Until the day shifted, uneasiness still caged me. The only thing I feared was Lanzo would share the same fate as Yura's. My eyes flinched open. I had locked myself in my room for a few hours upon my arrival from the academy. Even skipping my dinner did not matter to me. Everything about Lanzo confiscated my mind now that I forgot to have my meal. The knock on the door drove me to roll out of my bed. A servant arrived with food. Ensuring I received my meal, she turned away. I just eyed the battered fish with large chips without having the desire to taste them. I had already lost my appetite to eat.In an hour, that servant came back; m
The tense inExhibitionlong with Lanzo's roaring voice. No one dared to intervene as his hand hauled the boy's collar. In a second, that boy's body ended up on the crystal clear floor with a grimace on his bruised temple after it crashed to the ground. My effort to mediate them was all in vain since the incident happened in a blink of an eye. The bodyguard took the boy out of the room. Meanwhile Lanzo ambled toward his seat like nothing occurred; he even ignored the glasses boy who thanked him. The situation got back to normal in a few minutes. The food silenced us. Next thirty minutes, the intelligentsia emptied the room. My punishment kept me in the breakfast room for the next ten minutes. I had to assist the staff to clean the table. "You did a great job today, Ms. Dawson." A praise came out of that beautiful smile of one of the staff. "And to be honest, I appreciate your bravery to handle the hard situation this morning.""That sounds exaggerated. I did nothing. It was Lanzo wh
The screen in the classroom was on; the head of the academy's face popped up. Information revealed. He announced that we had to go to the hall. In only a few minutes, the classroom was vacant. The intelligentsia marched toward the auditorium. There might be an important issue he would convey. Ha had been on the stage welcoming us when we were entering the hall. His expression turned frigid with our presence as if he withheld the tense under the cold atmosphere. What would he tell us this time? Was it about the rumor Rein told me last night?"I summoned you here as I have an important announcement for you. The participant of Student Exchange has been selected. And she has held her solo exhibition as a part of reward for being elected in the event. The host academy has contacted me. So, Dylanesa Dawson will leave for the host academy tomorrow." That news left me with shock. The mumble crowded the hall. I was just dumbfounded, not knowing if I should be happy or sad. It was too sudden.
It was winter. The white snow rolled down from the sky. Like a kid, I caught it with my hands, the habit I used to do with my mother when I was a little girl. Ten years passed upon graduation day. I will be 28 years old this year. And for the last ten years, not even once, I was able to forget his face, Lanzo. If he were alive, he would be 33. I rose at my feet while wiping the tears on my cheeks.The snow fell on my head and scarf. Despite freezing me, I didn't intend to shift from my spot. It was only through its cold temperature, I could stir my yearning for Lanzo away. I faced up the sky with my eyes closed. Giggles that came from a child drew my chin to my chest. He just threw a ball at me. That round object glid near my feet. He innocently pointed to the ball. Smiling at him, I bent, picked the ball and tossed it to him. He happily snatched it. "Thank you," he said in a cute tone. I just responded with a slight nod and a small smile. That kid joined his parents and played
The same bed welded my body. The ceiling above scrutinized me in a pity. However this time, Sue didn't puncture my skin with that injection of the substance which I had no knowledge of. To make sure I was unable to go anywhere, she buckled me on the bed with the knots roping my wrists and ankles. Undergoing this moment, I willed to turn back the time to my childhood period where I only lived a happy life with my mother. Her beautiful voice when singing a song for me resounded in my ears like it was real. It was merely my imagination on the verge of my yearning and loneliness. My mother would never appear before me. Locking my sights, I surrendered to whatever fate was destined for me even though the hope of being able to survive still thrived."Anthony is surely the one I can rely on. I am proud of him because of his dedication and loyalty to the academy." Sue talked to herself; from the level of her voice, she was near me. But, I didn't hear the sound of her shoes knocking the ti
"She just passed out," Brad whispered. "She will regain consciousness in an hour. Lanzo will take you out of here." There was a gleam of happiness in my eyes if only Brad could read that. "You didn't even react. Wait! I will inject the antidote serum so that your senses will work normally." He needled the syringe onto my arm. Unlike the pink poison, the antidote was clear liquid. "Done." It was like he just stung my skin with something hot that burned the whole me. Gratefully, it only lasted five minutes. The rest, chill bathed over me. "Unfortunately, it took one hour for you to be fully conscious. I'll ask someone to carry you away from this place." I couldn't even blink my eyes yet. But, at least I could breathe in relief.Two men in hoodies hesitated duckling inside. Ensuring that the area was clear, they took off their hoodie. I glanced at them in surprise; Lanzo and the head of the academy were the ones who managed to slip inside the room. "Lanzo, carry her." An instruction
Sue"So, they're married." Reading the article, the tips of my lips stretched a grudge smirk. "She is mine and will be forever mine. No one deserved to possess him but me." My right hand wringed the newspaper in my palm to crumple. That girl, Maurie, successfully planted the seed of hate in my heart. After one year, it grew a tree of resentment. Maurie had ignited the fire of war. She would never be able to predict what I could do to maintain mine. If I could not be with Shane, then no one would be on his side.Yanking the telephone receiver, I dialed someone's number. One sentence from my mouth was enough to annihilate a person. "It's the time." I elegantly plopped on my seat upon putting the receiver back to its place. "You can now enjoy the show, Maurie. Your turn will come soon."***I was watching TV when Mike arrived with the news I'd been looking forward to. Shane died in a terrible accident last night. On TV, the news anchor broadcasted the incident that occurred to the youn
SueHis face danced in my head. Shane made my days. His presence had brought another level of happiness to my life since our first meeting. I could not deny that I smiled more often these days. Mike finally noticed the change in me. That made him wonder what I'd been through that I acted differently. I thought of sharing with him about how I felt. However, considering that my father would find out, I decided to keep it for myself. As a stringent person who wanted me to dedicate my life to education only, he wouldn't agree that I had affairs with any men in the academy during my study even if it was just a friend. It was only Mike, the one he supported, to have a relationship with me as a companion. "You don't have any class today?" I was startled with Mike's abrupt coming. "Do you have free time?" The last few days, I was so busy with my study and photography class that I had no time for my friend."I have one more class but I am free now.""What about having lunch together?" Hone
SueThe door intimidated me through its silent stare. I was supposed to be in my class ten minutes ago but the trouble on the way to school impeded me from coming on time. The professor must have been inside, giving the lecture. I could sense the quietness in the room; no one had intrepidity to make a noise in his class. Lateness was the worst of all mistakes. I dropped my gaze to the floor in front of the door, hesitating whether to stay or leave. Compelling to bark into the classroom meant that I had to take the risk of being punished and scolded; the professor wouldn't easily let me free of the punishment. On the other hand, my father would label me as a loser if I missed this class. He was so strict that I couldn't even breathe under his surveillance. Doing anything as he required was compulsory. That weighed me down like putting piles of stones on my shoulders. However, as his daughter, obeying him was a must. There was no time for me to complain as the time was running. I had t
That psycho woman's sneer clouded her striking red lips which mumbled her name in a cold tone. "My name is Sue." It was as though even her name could summon the evil to confine me in the darkness. Completing her introduction, she didn't take her eyes off me. Her glare bewitched me. The horror reflected from her pupils shot me with a shiver that coursed through my spine. That lasted for a few minutes before she fished something out of her robe's pocket, a needle with pink liquid inside it. I could imagine the syringe flanked between her fingers needled my whole being, impeded the oxygen from my lungs, and left me lifeless. Even imagining it, I felt like throwing up with a severe headache. The effect of the substance she previously injected even still immersed my body into numbness. What prevailed was only my despair. Death flashed in front of me, hunting me like a shadow. The rhythm of my heart beat irregularly as a response to the hazard I might encounter in a second as now Sue
The megaphone no longer bombarded me with that woman's huge voice; I removed my palms from my ears and subconsciously flopped on the freezing floor. Who brought and detained me here actually? Who was that woman and what was her intention? If it was the head of the academy's idea to trap me in this remote place, why could he do this to me? Imagining how cruel he was, kidnapping and imprisoning me in this remote place churned my abdomen with terror and loathe at the same time. No matter what, I wouldn't let this situation suck all my hope; there had to be a door to flee as there was a way to take me into this room. Having this thought, my motivation to look for a clue of getting out of this room boosted. With my right hand propping my shivering body, I kneeled to stand on my feet. I did it in my third attempt. Feeling mentally exhausted, I wobbled close to the wall so that my hand could grope on it to help me keep stable. I carefully followed my feet ' lead with my palms sticking on
"Is it you, Mom?" With my palm on my mouth, I walked toward that woman whose body kept moving forward. "Mom…" I called her again but no response I heard from her. Nevertheless, her smile hadn't gone even until our distance was only one meter away."I am not your mother, darling." Her smirk frightened me even though she did nothing which could harm me. "You must be yearning to meet your mother so much that you hallucinated.""No, your face….""My face? Sometimes, someone's face can outwit people, darling. I may look like your mother. But, I am not her." I stuck where I was in silence, enchanted by her words. Then, her hand gradually groped jer face, peeling something from it. She wore a mask. In less than a minute, that mask unsealed and revealed her real face. A woman with purple orbs popped up. I moved backward. "Who are you?" "Does it matter for you to know who I am?" Her eyes dilated while her head leaned toward me. It was as if her mouth wanted to gulp me whole alive. This woma