It was a dark, silent night. In a narrow alleyway, a young man, with long black hair, and a lanky posture, who looked no older than 16, was walking alone.

William who had just finished work was returning home after a long day.

Though William should have been in high school, his job took up all his time. He couldn't afford to spend hours in class. he worked as a waiter in a small restaurant downtown.

Not many people would hire a person of his age, but William managed to get the job because the owner of the restaurant was a friend of his parents, after his parents death, he took pity on him and decided to hire him.

'That old bastard works me like a slave, I swear if I ever make it big, I will close his restaurant down'

William thought while gritting his teeth.

Despite the fact that, indeed, Mister Roberts, the restaurant's owner, did overwork William, he is probably the only person that William truly cares for, as after his parents death, Mr Robert had been like a father figure to him, teaching him things that his father was supposed to teach him, without him, William would have been a lost cause.

After a few minutes of walking, William finally reached his small apartment that he calls home, despite the apartment being small, it had everything one would need in a house, a bed, bathroom, kitchen and a small couch, Infront of it was a TV.

Entering his home, William immediately slumped on his bed, but he then forced himself to get up.

'I have to take a shower before sleep.'

Thought William, letting out an audible sigh while getting up

After finishing his shower, William looked at himself in the bathroom's mirror. he saw a young man who in terms of looks, was considered slightly handsome when compared to other people these days, his hair was long, almost reaching his shoulders, his face still had a childish look, proof of his age, and the most striking feature on his face was his eyes, which were crimson red.

'As handsome as always'

Thought William while smirking.

After getting in comfortable clothes, William left the bathroom and started getting his way to bed, lying on his bed, William picked something up that was next to his bedside lamp, that thing was a small picture frame, looking at it with a wistful look on his face, he started to lightly caress it's surface.

'Goodnight mom, dad, Em'

The picture was one of a grown man who had his arms wrapped around a woman with two children between them, the man's face was dressed as a king, and the woman was dressed as a queen, the children, a boy and a girl, the girl was dressed as a princess, while the boy was dressed as prince.

William kissed the picture and gently returned it to it's place and closed the lamp, then finally went to sleep.

A/N

Thought I would try to write a novel.

I mean, why not?

Also sorry for the short first chapter, and for the grammatical and punctuational mistakes across the novel as English isn't my first language.

And lastly, don't expect anything from this novel, it will probably not be good.