Midnight.
Inside flat number 19, on the second floor of the S class dorm. A white-haired boy was deep in sleep. However, he had an uncomfortable expression on his face, and he was sleep-talking.
"No… let her go…"
"My Mom is… not a liar…"
He was experiencing a nightmare, or maybe a memory of his past. Whatever it was, it made him drenched in cold sweat.
"NO! STOP IT!" He screamed, sitting up straight. His eyes open wide.
*Hah*
*Hah* (Panting Sounds.)
It took a moment for him to realize that everything was a dream. He hung his head low and covered his face with his both hands.
"That dream again…"
He knew it would be another sleepless night for him.
***
The next morning.
Luis woke up in Alicia's embrace welcoming a beautiful new day. Though reluctant to leave her side, he had to get up for his morning run.
