1 am

Victoria stretches her long legs out in front of her. Her clear blue eyes were dull now from resisting sleep for a long time, she combed her fingers through her light blond hair, lazily stretching her 5. 9 ft frame. Victoria was a beautiful young lady with a slight baby fat on her face that makes her look adorable and innocent. she was so breathe takingly beautiful that men find it difficult to take their eyes off her. However, this master piece was obvious of her own beauty and charm. all she care about is passing professor Justin class and be rid of his annoying face forever.

a wish, unknown to her, fate may never grant.

She has been curled up in this little corner in the library for hours studying.

It is not easy combining work at day time and study at night.

She Wondered for the umpteenth time if her History lecturer hates her. He often find a way to punish her with excessive study all in the name of assignment. like today, classes ended at 10pm but as always, she was given such a huge research work that she had no other choice than to do it tonight, as work starts at 8am tomorrow.

She had gathered courage to ask professor Justin one day why her case was so different amidst his students.

He has simply stared at her with his dark piecing gaze that often make people feel as if he is looking deep into their soul, and remained mute.

Victoria had felt her palm broke out in sweat. She turned around to leave when she heard the deep voice of the Professor " Your case is indeed Peculiar young lady". after those words he simply said no more. Victoria had hurried out of the room her feet barely carrying her forward.

that was two weeks ago and here she was study harder than ever. the Professor had increased her assignment as if that was a way to say 'how dare she complained!'

Victoria look at the wrist watch on her slender wrist and realised that time was already 1am.

she gathers her reading material in haste and rushes out of the door she slips at the stair case and roll over with great momentum, losing control of herself. she tried to scream but her voice only echoes inside her head never really coming out. besides, it was not as if anyone would have heard her. she could bet on that.

Victoria tried to control her fall more, for some strange reason, she could not. rather she felt herself falling into a void all the way to the basement, she never knew existed.

Today marks her eighteenth birthday. she has not even cut her cake, she still have a lot to do.

she wasn't ready to just die yet, these thoughts were running through her mind when her head hit something hard, and she passed out ice cold.