His Dark Past
"I'd prefer to have them on and I believe it's none of your business."
"Geez! You've become quite rude over the years," Zach giggled. "Anyhow, if you're not familiar with that, then you may go."
"Cool," Takumi stood up right away and walked towards the door, leading outside. He's about to turn the knob open when Zach spoke again, almost in a whisper.
"But, I still have my eyes on you, boy."
"Do whatever pleases you," Takumi left and by the time he reached the ground floor, his fist had come in contact with the wall. "Curse you!" He groaned. "Curse you, Zach!"
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Tall, green grasses thrash at his legs as dews, left on shrubs, scintillated, sweeping pass his peripheral vision. Shadows keep on emerging one after another and swiftly vanishes before being seen. Takumi knew there were souls watching him ever since he's born, but today, things had gotten clearer.