I tried to catch the man throughout the day, but it seemed like he had some sort of magic up his sleeve. Every time I came close to asking him if he was alright and wanted some help with something, he would not only just disappear from there but would some extra way to stop me from coming for him.
One time it was a crowd, the next time it was a teacher asking me to help her out with the books and the third time, it was helping the janitor. I didn't know how the third one came about when I was never given detention nor did I make my heart to help her. Or maybe I had this time as some idiot had spilt liquids on the floor and had thrown garbage at the poor lady.
I couldn't even why I was chasing him now when earlier it had been him doing so since he was punishing himself. Now it felt like I was punishing myself, but I didn't know for what crime I was being penalised.
'Lucas, why are you running from me?' 'I only want to how you're doing.'
