Chapter 29

A loud and hurried knock can be heard outside Angelo's room first thing in the morning. Angelo brought a pillow to cover up his ears; he slightly scrunched up his small nose when he could still that hard knock on his precious room barrier. He opened his eyes in a haze; the first thing his eyes met was a fog in front of him before it quickly disappeared.

Angelo indifferently sat on his bed, he raise his brows at the door when it stopped knocking just when he decided to wake up., having returned home early yesterday but can finally let himself sleep in midnight all of the fuss he made by himself when he didn’t find the ‘thing’ that he surely put on the first drawer of his desk all night, then was woken up by a loud knock just when the sun was slowly going up to its rightful place, of course he was terribly in a bad mood that the vases that all kinds of flowers inside of it shakes because th