Noah looked at his wristwatch—the time ticked down, and soon it turned ten at night—the silent hour had begun.
Sitting on his bed, Mina and Thiago wrapped their hands with the white tape, tightening them tightly.
"…"
By the window, dark-haired beauty Ariana sat quietly, watching the glorious moon take its sole place as the king of the skies.
"The silent hour has started—are you ready to leave?"
Noah asked.
"Yes."
Mina and Thiago said.
"Ariana?"
Noah turned to look at the dark-haired beauty, a slight pink hue spreading across his cheeks as he looked at his crush.
"Yes…"
Ariana said and turned away from the window, a tightly lipped look on her face. It was almost like she didn't know how to smile.
While keeping the sounds of their footsteps at a minimum, they left Noah's room, went all the way downstairs, and out the back door into the garden.
