Light reaches out and she grabs his hand and pulls him closer to her. To her lips and they both kiss. Light succumbed to her desire and kissed her. Her tits are big and with her white shirt and her black neckline it's like she was asking for it but he stopped her.
"Wait, not now."
"Because?" She says and kisses him again.
"Wait," He backs away from her a little.
"It's because you have a girlfriend."
"It's not that"
"It's because I'm old"
"Nor" Light grabs her hand and kisses it. "You are very pretty but this is complicated"
Light leaves her alone and leaves the house. Not if you say goodbye to her first.
A young man saw her house. His black hair is a little long and in his hand he had a black notebook. The young man is very thin due to his physique, he has had a lot of problems at school and with his classmates. Today he looks very happy which is strange for everyone who knows the young man who is usually a sad person and suffers from depression.
The young man opened the door to his house hoping to see his mother
In the kitchen but he was not there, he is surprised but it is true that his mother has changed his behavior since she is getting divorced. The house is in poor condition but he has already gotten used to the dirty steps and floor. It was the day to day life of this family. For a few weeks he hasn't seen his sister, nor has he seen much of his mother except when he arrives at his house.
It hasn't been easy being here at home. He actually prefers to be at school doing his things rather than being at home.
"It's depressing" her mother is sleeping in the guest room, for a few days she hasn't recognized her. She went from being a successful and hard-working woman to…
The boy went to his room, took the books out of his suitcase and threw them on the floor. At that moment he grabbed a black notebook from the floor. The boy smiled with a little ecstasy. A few days ago he got this black notebook that fell from the sky. While he visited a school in the area. He walked over to see what he had noticed from the rooftop. He also hoped that someone would come for the notebook but that was not the case. Nobody came for her.
He took it to her house and examined it. When he read the first pages he sat in the chair motionless. He couldn't believe what he was reading. She felt it unreal.
Since he was little, his science fiction-loving father had told him about supernatural things, so he also became a fan of that. Just thinking about a person having supernatural powers made sense to him. His father was also a believer in that. But there was a much smaller scale but still both of them got along well. He shared his tastes. For some time now his father had distanced himself from that and he was left alone and since he didn't have many friends he felt isolated.
So when he read what the book said he accepted it.
The window was blown open by the wind. With a great roar
The young man didn't move, only he saw the notebook. His fantasies of being a protective hero and executioner. It materializes in his mind.
He writes down the first name of a murderer known to the world.
Excited, he turns on the television after forty seconds.
Fashion, cooking and showbiz programs are on television. There is no talk of the "murder" of the famous murderer. He thought maybe he had done it wrong.
He wrote the name again. After forty minutes nothing had happened, I didn't understand it.
I try to do it with another assassin and wait. I waited for a few hours.
Change the channels on the television.
Outside I heard a loud noise.
An argument and shouting.
This had become normal.
For some time now his father and his mother have not been getting along. His father yelled at his mother and his mother left the house.
"What's wrong father?" He asked