Falling, Fallen. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

The transparent doors of the bookstore─Lawrence, shut close soundlessly as Jeremy walked out with his baby blue satchel perched on his right shoulder.

EDEN's lounge area was nearly quiet─except for the sound of the occasional tapping of fingers─and Monroe and Ken's breathing─as both of them sat busy with their iPhones respectively.The orange-yellowish mini bulbs hung low above the mahogany counter─Roy was currently standing behind. The light grazed the wood with tenderness, the smallest of the lines on it became visible.A tick resounded in the lounge indicating the passing time. A white clock stood among the bottles of various spirits on the shelves right behind Roy. It's position was hardly noticeable to anyone unless it's the employees. Roy's eyes wandered around the lounge, lingering on the French windows. The view outside wasn't good to look at but that's the view Roy had gotten accustomed to. He let his hands rest on the counter and breathed in, his shoulders slumping and tentatively looked at the ingredients for the cocktail he was about to practice-prepare aligned nicely to one side.Sun will be going down soon and this bar

Roy's reflection smiled back at him from the mirror, forehead hidden by the messy bed hair and his grey orbs shining with newfound joy.Last night Roy had managed to snag up the number of his beautiful bus stop stranger, Jeremy─by uncertain luck. As he reminisced about the encounter, his heart began pounding and a warmth spread through his bare skin. Wiping the after shower vapor sticking to the mirror, Roy dried himself off, mind fogged with the thoughts of someone named Jeremy."Be there by eleven." Opening the bathroom door, Roy saw a foolishly grinning Ken blocking his way.Roy tsked and pushed past Ken, who was standing blocking the bathroom's door and doing on-spot jogs, the volleyball team Jersey and shorts stretching on Ken's muscular body."I need to go to the cafeteria too." Roy replied before closing the door to his room. Changing into a pair of mint green trousers and black shirt, he combed through his tangles, pushing them back with a thin black hair band. After finishin

Peering into the blue—green changeable eyes of Jeremy with veiled grief, Roy forced a gulp down his clogged up throat.No matter how hard Roy beckoned his inner self to speak, a storm of misery twisted his stomach.Jeremy on the contrary refused to change his happy expression and firmly waited for Roy to speak.Unable to hold the silence, Sasha cut it off asking—rather enthusiastically "Do you know him Jerry?"Roy's heart throbbed listening to the nickname and his brows creased. The intense emotions running through Roy was indecipherable to others present.Jeremy glanced at his elder sister and replied "Yes. We met at the bus stop and Roy here was persistent to return back a handkerchief—I lend him.""Handkerchief?" Sasha questioned-her ocean blue irises scanning this Roy guy in a strict manner.Seeing, Sasha's penetrating gaze, Roy bit his lips, unable to comprehend a reaction. She stepped forward—with her slender hands on hips.Roy's silence prevailed.Monroe who hasn't spoken anythi

Roy had been too preoccupied with thoughts revolving around Jeremy, that he didn't notice his arousal.