SPECIAL CHAPTER: THEM, TEN YEARS AGO

A boy who looked to be about seven or eight years old leisurely flipped the book he was reading. Sitting at one corner of the library, the light coming through the floor to ceiling window shone at the boy. A halo seemed to form at the top of his soft, black hair. His black eyes seemed to be shining, like a black diamond. 

Everyone in the library couldn't help but glance in the direction where the boy was sitting. It's hard for people there to ignore the presence of the boy. Not only because most of them were kids of a similar age and couldn't control their admiration, but mostly because the boy just had that kind of aura. Something that made people unable to take their eyes off him.

Many wanted to go up to him and talk. Many would think that since children were very honest with their feelings, it's only natural for them to approach the boy without any reservations. But surprisingly enough, none of the children in the library dared to do that.