A Mysterious book

"Good morning" a woman's voice entering in a dark room, in a midst 60's a woman walks inside and open the blankets of window. As the sunray enter, it lights up the whole room, revealing her silver grayed hair and face. Wearing a reading glasses with yellow house dress duster holding a folding fan, she tap the boy on the bed seemingly in a deep sleep.

"Ian! Wake up already, you're about 1hr and a half late to school!" But the boy didn't woke up. Scratching her forehead, she grab the blanket that covers the boy's whole body.

The boy wearing a blue boxer short without a T-shirt. He feels the warmth of sunlight. A slim but not thin body, the boy have around 163 cm tall. He tried to cover his head with pillow and continue on sleeping, as if he didn't hear anything at all.

Shaking her head, the woman speak again "tsk.. what? Are you not going to school again?" The woman ask "You need to pass this year, you need to help yourself. Come on get up!" Ian finally wake up.

Ian's POV

What? Another day, another boring life. I am so tired of this. I want to sleep forever. Like what? going to school study all day, sleep and repeat again, life sucks. The sun's heat I think it's around 10am already. Okay fine let's do this one more time. "K fine I'll get up, just give me at least 5 more minutes?" I ask.

That woman is aunt Marie, she adopted me when I was 10 years old after my parents died in a car accident. Since that day she takes care of me. She's a good person, although I am a bit headache she never hated me and always support me.  I appreciate her for never giving up on me. I want to give her a payback when I get enough money at least for now let me sleep aunt Marie.

"Alright, your food is getting cold." she reply. 

I sit on my bed, still have hungover from last night party. 'I'll never get drunk again' for a moment I space out only to be interrupted when my phone suddenly ring.

'Selene?' At first glance I saw the name on my phone screen. I pick up the phone to check it again as my eyes still blurred. I see the name who's calling me it's really is Selene, my childhood friend, the only friend I have actually.

As I answer the call I stood up to get my uniform. "He- Hello? Hi I'm on my way-" I speak. "The hell are you doing?" she shouted on the phone that my eardrum could explode. So I put away my phone just to not hear what she's saying, I only heard shouting and complaining on how am I so late on the first day of school.  

I am on college now studying as a journalist, I love reading history book, I love reading any books that I find interesting. I have a habit of visiting a bookstore before I go to school. I always stop by to any bookstore to find new a books.

As I walk towards the street, I saw an old books store, just across the street. I can see that the bookstore contains a lot of old interesting books, considering it's vintage external design and it has a small space. There was overloaded trashcan beside it.

The old branches of vines and leaves crawls towards its wall, an antique wood door that looks like about to crash if I put too much pressure when opening. A nicely carve marks on the door that gives ancient vibes. The door knob is bronze that look like a head of a fox.

As I walk closer the to door, there was something I notice. The store actually looks like a head of a fox as well. 'hmm that's interesting, is this a new store?' I always walks on this street. As I remember, this is vacant lot and there was no building here. I think this is a new bookstore.

'I'll find out what kind of book they have inside' As I enter inside the store, there was some bit of dusk that welcome me, I quickly walk around and make a quick tour inside. There was no single person here other than me and the old man on the cashier.

He is a bit weird though, he didn't give pay attention on me. He continue to read the news paper, while he sip on the tea cup he's holding.

The old man looks in a midst of 80's. His grey thin hair make him look like gone through a lot in this life. I can see that he's having a hard time reading the news paper. His face was almost close an inch with the news paper.

I Continue to walk towards the center, there was so many books. All of them with different style, as if they were came from a different timeline and world.

I tried to pick one book, this one looks normal with plain black leather as a cover. I open it to see what it contains. Surprisingly, the book contains a different characters seemingly a letters. I don't understand anything at all. Turning the book page by page, I don't know what language it is or is it even an earthly language.

'This is not even Chinese or Japanese language. As a student in Journalism, I am a bit familiar with different languages, but this one is different a total different characters' I return it back while my thoughts filled with confusion. I check other books only to see that all of them were different.

Until I saw another book, this one is odd. Slightly covered with thin dusk, I pick it up from a small table were it sat alone. The table that looks like a tail. The book covered in brown thick leather, with marking of a different character of letters, which I don't recognize at all. It was heavy when I pick it up. The cover is awesome, it's have a carvings of an image that look like a nine tailed fox on the leather.