Where we have been. MY STORY

Pov: I'm studying till late night as tommorow is my exam.

It's past 2 am. No sound can be heard except my pen scratching the paper. There lay a coffee-stained mug that had long gone cold. The outside world was silent, save for the occasional dog barks and drunkards carrying their heartbreaks. ๐˜๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ 

The only thing illuminating the house were my room's lights, everyone else soundly asleep in the dark.

"Everything is peaceful." I muttered

"๐‘ป๐’‚๐’‘ ๐’•๐’‚๐’‘ ๐’•๐’‚๐’‘"

I froze

Not the gentle and delicate tap of rain. This was heavier, somewhat rhythmic

As if smone was moving furniture on my house's terrace.

I let out a chuckle telling myself it was probably a cat or js my imagination. Basically,

๐‘ฐ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’Š๐’•

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Later, someone would be found fainted in that very room.
Slumped over the desk.
Pen still in hand.
Notes streaked with something that wasn't ink..

To be continued. (Maybe?)