The young boy carried the books in his hands as he walked down the corridor. His blonde hair hovering over his forehead which he had combed neatly. He had pulled out five books from the study room so that he could read them in one go than keep walking back and forth by wasting time.
The Rune mansion was quiet not because they didn't have guests often but because at this hour of the night with the clock striking two in the morning as he had just passed through a standing clock that had come out with the bat before going back to its home. It was late at night but the young boy wasn't sleepy. Weeks had passed since he was sent here to fix his anger which in truth he didn't know needed any fixing.
