After some time he got out of bed and decided to go to college.

It was almost noon when he reached his college. Some students were walking around the college grounds, probably waiting for an afternoon lecture, but he went to class and decided to wait there.

After a while, his lecture started but he did not pay much attention to it and kept staring outside the room.

Some of his classmates noticed that he was gloomier than usual and decided to talk to him after the lecture.

Light orange hair almost 5 foot 8 inches tall with a cylindrical body A boy named Ron went near him and stood beside him.

"Heyy mate what's up"

He was one of the students who had noticed his unusual behavior.

"Are you alright"

He asked familiarly.

"Ah.. no I am fine"

he answered the question that he was suddenly asked.

"Fine, I don't think so. You've been staring out of class the whole time. You used to get a little sad in lectures, but today was something else "

It's nothing I just not feeling that well that's it.

Ron saw the color on the face of the boy sitting at the desk. Pale skin and dark circles under the eyes. His eyes were red, even the traces of tears were visible as if he had cried a lot before coming here.

After seeing this, he didn't try to prey on it because he thought it would end the conversation.

So he tried to change the conversation.

"Oh and here I thought someone was troubling or something terrible happened to you. But if you are not feeling well then you should go home and rest"

" And leave your attendance to me I will take care of it "

He smiled brightly with his chest puff and his fist clenched and placed on his chest to ease up the atmosphere.

Feeling a positive vibe coming from the boy standing beside him he turns his face away from him.

"Don't worry, you don't need to do all this. I can take lectures without any problem. "

he responded by staring at the wall away from the boy standing next to him.

Realizing that the atmosphere around him had become a bit heavy, he tried to carry on the conversation with a few light words, but before he could spit a word, the boy spoke to him.

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"Trust me you don't have to worry about me I'm fine and I can attend the rest of the lecture."

Hearing this, Ron went to his desk and sat down. Feeling a little down, he clenched his fist and slammed it on the desk.

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Rays of light seep through the clouds and pass through the window, the sun falls on the horizon and casts a shadow of the window on the ground and table, turning the atmosphere magical red.

Sitting alone at the desk in the classroom, head down and covered with both hands. He waited for everyone to leave the premises.

The sunset was replaced by the full moon which was partly hidden by the clouds.

He heard strange sounds like the previous night but different at the same time. As if they were asking him to follow them, he stood by the desk and decided to follow the sounds. He walks through the hall which is illuminated by the moon. Cold air brushed past him, causing him to shiver.

But he continues to follow those voices. The only sounds that can be heard in the hall are his footsteps and the wind.

Not knowing how much time had passed, he followed the voices and did not realize that he had left college long ago. And now he is standing in the middle of the road.

Honk... Honk...

The truck braked heavily and left tire marks on the road.

A man shouted.

"You idiot, what the hell are you doing in the middle of the road, If you wanna die, die somewhere else"

After hearing the man's tantrum he comes to his senses. a few inches away from a truck surrounded by cars in the middle of the road.

"What the hell are you waiting for move your ass away from here and go somewhere else?"

The man shouted again. He stuck his neck out of the window of the truck.

He quickly apologizes and walks off the road to the sidewalk.

But the voice kept coming as if urging him to keep following them.

He followed them as he passed through many streets and each time he passed through the streets the sound became louder and more clear.

After a while, the voices stopped, and he found himself in a narrow and dark alley, covered with buildings very close and parallel to each other on both sides.

The short path passing through the building can hardly be called a road. It broke in several areas filled with running water from the sewer. There were also some dustbins, but the dustbins were filled to the neck and any excess garbage can only fall on the ground causing a terrible odor.

He tried to leave the street quickly but was finding it difficult to go. He saw distant rays of light and headed in that direction, and increased his speed to leave the area as soon as possible.

He was gasping a little as he left. He put both his hands on his knees and after taking a breath, he looked back.

There was almost no trace of light even on the full moon. And now he could hear no more strange sounds, his purpose of coming here quickly disappeared and he started walking home but he collided with someone.

Covered in black cloth from head to toe. The man was holding a book in his right hand and a small wooden stick in his left hand. It was thick at the top but sharp at the bottom and had a beautiful carving on it and the image of a sun on the horizon.

Aa.. am sorry...

He quickly apologizes to the man who had covered his entire body with the strange black cloth.

Not feeling good about the man in the black cloak, he decided that he would not talk unnecessarily to him. He started to walk on his way home.

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"Is someone following me"

He felt that someone was following him. He turned to see if someone was following him, but he saw no one there, not a single person, not a car, not even a street dog.

"I may be thinking too much, it must be because of the events that have been happening to me throughout the day."

He kept on walking but now he could hear the footsteps of the other person who was almost in sync with his footsteps.

Convinced that there was someone following him, he picked up his pace to create some distance between himself and the person following him.

But with each passing moment, the sound of footsteps was getting closer to him. For a moment his body froze and a hand touched his shoulder, his whole body trembled. He had never felt anything like this before in his entire life.