In the darkness of the night, he strolled along the roadside, while the mountains ahead stood adorned with a blanket of snow. The biting cold made his hands tremble uncontrollably, despite the warmth provided by his woolen sweater. However, his journey seemed destined to fall short of reaching its intended endpoint. After a brief ten-minute stroll, he arrived home with rosy cheeks caused by the chilly weather. Upon entering the house, he observed that all the lights were extinguished and everyone was fast asleep. He proceeded to enter his mother's bedroom and discovered her sound asleep. He then made his way to his sisters' room, where he found her in a slumbering state as well. Finally, he arrived at his own room. In the midst of that chilly night, he sat before the heater, deep in contemplation. Leo's countenance displayed sorrow, stemming from the departure of his father, who had left behind his mother and sisters, causing a persistent sense of unease within him. His mother

At 10 in the morning, Leo woke up and got out of bed. He walked down the stairs to the lower floor of his house. The sunlight was shining through the windows, making everything look bright and nice. He was still a bit sleepy and stretched his arms while he walked. The stairs made a little squeaky sound under his feet. It was like a signal that a new day had started. Leo decided to start his day with a healthy choice and reached for an apple from the fruit basket. As he looked around, he realized that his sister and mother were still fast asleep in his room, unaware of the morning's activities. With the apple in hand, he retraced his steps, making his way back towards his room. Upon entering, he gently closed the door behind him so as not to disturb his sleeping family members. The room was filled with a serene quietness, and rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over everything. Leo's eyes were drawn to the balcony, beckoning him with the promise of a

Leo reentered his room with a sense of purpose, meticulously double-checking Mr. Romano's contact number on his phone. Satisfied, he locked the screen and carefully set the device on the side table before making his way to the balcony, where a soothing breeze awaited him. As Leo stood by the balcony, gazing at the rustling trees under the cool night breeze, his attention was drawn to Ryan's house. He realized that he was busy for the past two days and hadn't seen Ryan during that time. So, he made up his mind to meet Ryan at the university tomorrow. After his contemplation, Leo decided it was time to retire for the night. He turned down the lights in his room to make it calm for sleeping. Leo also set his morning alarm carefully and put the clock on the table next to his bed so he could reach it easily. The next morning, his alarm rang at 7 a.m. Ryan woke up with his hands shielding his eyes as the direct morning sun cast a bright light upon him. After waking up, he wore his slip

A thin trail of smoke rose from his cigarette as he sat in contemplation on a swaying chair, surrounded by soft music in a well-lit room. Abruptly, two individuals clad in black entered, gripping a person by the neck. The third person with them seemed on the verge of losing consciousness. "Sir, we've located the individual you were searching for." Rising from his chair, he grabbed the person by the mouth and declared, "What I desire will forever be mine. Understand?" Subsequently, he retrieved a gun from his pocket and fired, instructing his guards to tidy the room and remove the individual. He then departed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The wind blew swiftly, carrying sand through the air as he approached on a horse from a distance. Clad in a white shirt and black pants, he rode alongside her, who held the flowing tail of her black maxi, her hair dancing in the wind. Abruptly, his white shirt transformed into red bloodstains. An alarm sounded, waking her at 7:00 a.m. "Oh, it was just a dream."

He emerged from the bathroom, clad in a towel, with damp hair dripping water. He appeared quite handsome, proceeded to dry his hair, headed towards his wardrobe, selected a shirt and trousers, changed his clothes, and then made his way to the kitchen downstairs. As he approached the kitchen, Uncle Elias stirred his coffee in a mug while pancakes were in the process of being prepared. "Morning," he greeted, eyeing the pancakes. "Morning! Breakfast is almost ready," Uncle Elias replied, flipping a pancake on the sizzling pan. "Here's your coffee," Uncle Elias said, handing him a steaming mug. "Thank you," he said. "Uncle, where's Dad?" he asked. Uncle Elias replied, "Dear, he left in the morning, mentioning a meeting." "Alright. By the way, today I was in the mood to make breakfast for my dad, but he left. Well, thank you for making my breakfast," Ryan said with a grin on his face. Uncle Elias only smiled in response. Then, he served breakfast, and Ryan started enjoying his bre