she was dancing gracefully in the middle
of a graveyard with a shovel as her partner.
Bats flying around the girl's megestic body with pale white skin and shiny black hair with bangs keeping zain eyes occupied, her plane black dress that danced along her, she danced like the main character in a novel except the music was missing but nothing was stopping zain from falling in love .
love is what zain wondered about . zain was quite popular with the ladies, but he never cared what they thought. No matter what the girls did, he never seemed impressed, nor did he think anything of fateful encounter, not as if the girls never tried that .
most of the girls started to quit going after him.
many guys tried being friends with zain, who was quite a reserved guy. He only had one friend, but he was overseas .
Zain spent most of his days in the library he loved reading books as if the books held his soul . one evening, as usual, zain was going to the library, but the library was closed that day with a notice on the door that yesterday all the windows of the library broke suddenly and they will be fixed by next week.
Zain was not waiting for a week to finish reading the book he left since all the windows were broken. zain decided to go inside anyway .
while zain was climbing through the window, he accidentally got cut with the glass
ouch! that hurts is what zain said. even the wound did not stop zain from going inside . the instant zain stepped inside the library he felt a sharp pain on the spot that got cut . zain screamed with pain, scaring all the birds outside . due to the pain getting worse and worse by the second he passed out .
zain groned because he was in a not so comfortable position he opened his eyes to only find himself tied up to a chair in the middle of the library . he had a cloth tied to his mouth, stopping him from talking .