I don't have to push myself anymore, huh…
It is weird. Being on constant guard for five months and then suddenly having your peaceful time back, it feels like a dream.
But somehow, it feels empty to not have to care about dangers and not have a goal to strive for.
"Agh, I shouldn't keep overthinking even though my confidence has been dropping by massive amounts of levels." I broke my train of thought and left the kitchen.
I made my way up to the second floor, a hall that stretched onto the left and right awaited me, from the current point of the stairs, I was now in the middle of it.
I decided to move to my left and approach Sean's room.
I was in front of his door by four steps.
Knock, knock.
I took hold of the handle, pushed it down, and entered the room.
"Why the heck did I knock even though no one is here?" I questioned my course of action.
