Rina

**Trigger warning!!!!**

The evening classes came and went. I stayed behind to skim through my notes. This was the new habit I had developed, as exams were around the corner and I hadn't much time to read at home.

I spent about twenty minutes in the theater before leaving. The hallways were almost dead with just some janitors around.

As I crossed a junction, someone jumped from a room. I couldn't react before he covered my lips—his other arm tightly pressed against my chest—and pulled me into an empty theater.

He banged me against the world in such a manner that was characteristic of one person alone. Vincenzo.

I bent my eyes to the floor, my heart pounding.

"Don't you dare take your eyes off me." When I did his bidding, he asked a follow up question, "Where were you last night?"

I almost looked away but his warning rang loud in my head. "My mother's room."

"On whose permission?”

It was surprising that I didn't tremble or blink a thousand times. It was also possible that those thing