1st Day - 03:00 am
In a big mansion in the upscale neighborhood of the city.
A shadow quickly passed the walls and moved at high speed to a window on the side of the mansion.
This shadow jumped up and reached the window with ease, entering quickly and closing the window. This shadow revealed itself in a cloaked figure.
This figure removed the cape, displaying a lush body, as white and gleaming as jade. The mask that covered the face soon fell off too, revealing impeccable beauty. If there was a problem, it would be the bloodstain on the white forehead.
Magikeen walked gracefully and calmly to a room in the house, which turned out to be the bathroom. The entire mansion was silent, with no sign of life other than her own.
Quickly stripping off her clothes, Magikeen's body was exposed. Looking in the bathroom mirror, Magikeen touched her left breast, where her heart is. She ran her fingers up to touch her left arm, where you could see a smear of blood, but no wound. Then she ran her fingers up to her forehead and touched it.
Magikeen stepped into the hot tub, steam slowly spreading through the bathroom. But after a while, the temperature of the water dropped until it was warm.
Magikeen again touched her forehead, then her left breast.
"Why?…" A soft sigh escaped her lips.
***
1st Day - 07:00 am
Trriiim!Trrriiim!
Thomas woke up startled by the alarm on the computer, which was still on and operating.
He stood up quickly as he rubbed his eyes, and was impressed by the hour. It was only 30 minutes before classes started, and he was still a long way from school, much less dressed.
'Why didn't Arthur come to wake me up? Did he call and I didn't hear?' Thomas thought, still groggy from sleep.
He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and shower. A few minutes later he left, with a towel around his waist and soon changed into his school clothes.
Leaving the room, Thomas went downstairs and saw that Arthur was not in the kitchen or anywhere else. The house was silent, just the morning sun invading.
Thomas frowned slightly and walked up the stairs again, heading towards Arthur's room.
As soon as he got to the door, he saw a note:
"I'll be busy for a while, but don't worry, I'll be back soon, no more than two days. You don't have to go to school if you want, just stay home and eat right. Don't spend too much time on the computer, and if you do, do exercises!"
As soon as he finished reading it, Thomas angrily ripped the note from the door and entered Arthur's room, since the door was open.
Despite all that darkness, Thomas saw that there really was no one.
"Damn…" Thomas grumbled, before angrily stripping off his clothes and changing into a new, looser set. He stole this habit from Arthur, and they both just walk around in loose clothes at home.
He quickly accessed the computer, opening a tracker interface and other web pages.
"If you're there again, I swear I'll beat you to death!" Thomas complained angrily.
***
1st Day - 10:30 am
"And then? What's the result? "Sitting on a stretcher, Silva put on the clothes he needed to take off and walked to a chair.
Across the desk, a man in a medical coat was examining some medical tests. He appeared to be an experienced doctor, also seen for his wrinkles and dark circles, which indicated his years of work in a hospital. After looking for a while, he turned to Silva.
"Still critical!" The doctor's look was a little serious. He soon relaxed his expression, "But... it seems that there has been improvement. Few, but there was."
Silva was shocked by this and asked, "What do you mean by improvement? I live the exact same thing every day. Is it a miracle?" A trace of mockery sounded at the end.
"It may be a miracle, but we still need to check. What is still advisable is surgery and proper treatment. It can be unbearable, but I think with your history, it will work." The doctor handed the exams for Silva to take a look at.
After seeing some crucial information on the sheet, Silva returned it to the doctor.
"Whether there was improvement or not, it doesn't matter. I only came here as a routine, so I'm leaving." Silva shook his hand and left the doctor.
But before he reached the door, a hand landed on his shoulder and the doctor's voice came from behind: "Are you sure you don't want to have the surgery? This will spread further and further and you may not even know when you are going to die. These exams mean nothing, and what you're doing is crazy."
Silva paused at the door for a moment, before continuing to walk out of the room, and then out of the hospital.
***
1st Day - 12:30 pm
At the back of the classrooms at the school, in a place with abundant vegetation, but which had a clear space, indicating that students often came here or passed through here.
"What do you mean you want to break up with me??" An angry voice sounded, indicating clear hatred and anguish. The voice was strong and male.
"I feel like the two of us don't have anything in common, and this relationship isn't something that can be kept up for very long. So i want to finish now." A resentful female voice sounded. It contained traces of disgust and seemed to despise the man in front of her.
From the moment he threw up in front of the entire school, she had already decided to dump him.
"So it's going to be like that, right?... bitch..." Charles was visibly furious, his fists clenched.
"At least I don't depend on my mommy for anything..." Patricia replied with disgust.
"You fucking bitch!!"
At that moment, Charles went to Patricia, grabbed her collar and raised a hand to her, wanting to slap. His face was smoking with anger.
Patricia closed her eyes in horror, never imagining he would be able to do this.
But after a long time, nothing happened. The hand holding her collar let go, and when she opened her eyes, Charles was already walking away. His hands were clenched so tightly that his nails lightly penetrated the flesh and blood began to flow.
***
2nd Day - 20:00 pm
"Do you know anything about Arthur? It's the second day he's been missing." Sara asked as she made a video call with Emily and Madison.
"I have no idea. Must he have gotten sick?" Madison wondered too.
Emily was silent for a moment before answering: "If he comes tomorrow we'll ask him. I hope he's okay..."
The call was silent for a moment before Sara and Madison laughed.
"What's up?" Emily asked, a little out of context.
"Do you like him?" both girls asked at the same time.
"W-what?? Of course not! Why would I like him? He can be handsome, strong, even athletic... kind... considerate... B-but I don't like him!" The more Emily talked, the more she realized she was contradicting herself, so she tried to assert her opinion. With slightly flushed cheeks.
The scene looked very cute, as her tanned and slightly red skin made a very beautiful combination.
"So you like him!! Hahaha!" Madison was the first to scream, happy that her friend had finally admitted, even if she didn't want to, that she liked someone for the first time.
"I was already going crazy with your business of studying and studying. Since the first year, you only know how to talk about entrance exams, so saturday we definitely have to do something special for you two!" Sara quickly supported the couple, already thinking too far.
"Wait, wait! Didn't you accept this too easily? He's always fondling you, and paying attention to your stories. I even thought you two liked him too!" Emily was a little shocked by the excitement, but she didn't begrudge Sara's words either. Nor did she notice that she included herself when she talked about liking him.
"We've noticed for a long time that he treats us like friends. He listens to us or touches our hair almost by instinct, and he's really good at it! But you can tell he's always distracted by you or looking in the other direction, even if he keeps looking at us. Or did you think you were the outcast?" Sara, who could be said to be the most emotional and faithful of the three, could read Arthur like a book. Of course, just in that moment.
"You were the chosen one, my dear!" Sara also quickly finished the thought.
Emily blushed a little and was silent. But, hidden from the two friends, a shy smile formed at the corner of her lips when she thought about Arthur's figure.