The sudden death of Mika causes a downpour of sadness, tears, and condolences from the people that know the family – even from the mainland. The usual bright, noisy and peaceful mornings the Sager had has disappeared on the drain. Kate and Kaye refused to go to school to mourn with their parents and to be with them, together as a family. The small fragile hands are gently rubbing their parents’ back then to their shoulders with a squeeze before embracing them. The pair decided to close their restaurant for the time being while they grieve and try to put up a strong face when remembering the brief moments they had with their mother.
Peeking out of the rear window of the house, he found a mysterious-looking old man in black and gray robe, sitting at the boulder near the dense pine cone forest. The gloomy, scary, and lightless forest made the North Mountains notorious from numerous missing hunters to wild animal attacks, which is located at the back of their house. Someone is tagging the hem of his shirt and he turned around to see his younger twin brother, Leo, looking up to him. “What are you doing, Luke?” the younger one asked. “Looking outside. There is an old man sitting near the forest.” &nb
Waking up from that nostalgic dream. Everyone else sleeping while Luke was awake, alone, has been a normal routine for him – a comfortable time to move around the house without being cautious of his surroundings. Five in the morning, it is quiet, cold, but he loves it. Getting out of his white fluffy blanket and slipped his blue cottoned house slippers on. Luke neatly tucked it into the foam and flatly pressed the visible creases. Dusting off both pillows and positioning it upright to the headboard. He satisfyingly purred when he locked both hands and stretched it up as high as he could. “That feels good.” Contently mumbled to himself while he placed his hands on the waist. Luke grabbed his heat
Slipping on his school shoes with his brown backpack and not forgetting to check inside his bag before heading out of the house. Locking it from the inside and twisted the doorknob while slightly pushing it in. It did not open and Luke was ready to go. He quietly and calmly strolled his way to the train station while keeping his eyes on the road to avoid unnecessary incidents from his own clumsiness. Passing by a few houses with housewives cleaning up their lawn, they met each other’s eyes and greeted one another a ‘good morning’ and a sweet motherly smile. Picking up a few garbage from the street and pocketing it before he could properly throw it in the trash bin. When he found it, he threw it in the right bin and sprayed some alcohol on his hands. &nb
Pushing back and forth his body off the ground while keeping it straight and contracting a few muscles. The bullet sweats drop on every part of him but he is still focused on the exercise he is doing until the alarm ticks off. Huffing and wiping his sweat on his face while he took the worn shirt and wiped it on his body. Proceeding to the annoying noise that echoes throughout the room and seeing the yellow note that he did not notice when he woke up earlier.
“Hey mister president. Why are you taking your sweet time?” A person was creepingly whispering to Luke’s ears and that person’s breath was hitting the ticklish part of his neck. Nervously trying to collect himself as his senses are all over the place and could not predict on who it is and what is his motives. Attempting to take his hands off his eyes, the grip is too strong and Luke’s sweat is as big as bullets that run down from his forehead to that person’s hand. “You smell like an omega. Are you an omega, President?” He continued that seductive but suspicious tone on Luke and he could feel his body behind him, hovering
Leo was not using his powers to eavesdrop between those two students at front but they are acting weird, definitely. Walking closer and closer towards them, he did not mean to do so, but it seems the guy at the back was confessing his love to the person in front of him that Leo got choked from his own saliva and he is sorry for ruining the moment. He advances quickly and avoids looking at them when his sixth sense is telling him that they are staring at him. &
The pink sunset and golden hour reminded the school to ring the bell. The students are quickly packing their bags up and exiting the room one by one, leaving the hard-working class president in the classroom. Organizing all the paper works all the students had done throughout the day while segregating it from what activity and to whom it will be passed to. Six piles of thirty papers for three teachers on the class’s front desk. Luke tried to carry it all at once but it was too heavy for him. Looking for alternatives but less efficient since the teachers’ lounge is at the ground floor while he is at the third floor. “Okay. I will take two piles at a time,