Remember

BLAISE

Exhausted and sleepy, I walk up the stairs to the third floor of the building. The three flights of stairs have never felt so tiring before, even that time when I'd had to work until midnight and come back home at one in the morning.

One part of me desperately hoped that he would actually listen.

That he'd just leave me be, to mind my own damn business and live my own sad life.

Dragging my drained body through the hallway of doors, I stop in front of mine and blindly search for the keys.

Until I realize the door is unlocked.

Confusion fills my face when the doorknob twists easily under my palm. I was sure I'd locked it behind me this morning— I wasn't the type to forget about something like that.

Then I see the little child, sitting in my chair and tapping away at the keyboard.

Rin.

I instantly freeze. And he just continues tapping away, the screen of the computer flashing with graphics.

"Oh. Finally you're back."

"What in the world..." A stunned murmur leaves my lips, as I rec