His Arrival

" Living was no longer a word in her dictionary. When every breath, every second was counted and borrowed. Surviving was the only way to her life, making her wonder if maybe death could free her of her sorrows. "

She doesn't remember how long she lay there unconscious. Closed from the outside world. Only when someone started banging on the door did she wake up. " Open the damned door, dammit! Who is inside?"

Running her hand through her hair. Getting up and picking up her stuff, she gulps to approach the door. Her mind was still a little dizzy because of the effect of the medicine. Lowering her hoodie on her face and rubbing her palms on her thighs, she opens up the door to only have female students curse at her, circling around her. " Is this bathroom your bedroom?"

" How can you lock it?"

" Even others have to use it! It's not your dad's property, dammit!"

" S...sorry..." she said, making her way past them. She thought at least now she would have peace. But her ho