The sun was rising over New York City, bringing with it a new day full of hope and showcasing the life that thrived there.
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep
The sound of an alarm echoed through the room, and on the bed, a figure covered from head to foot by a sheet stirred and reached out with one hand, tapping the alarm with a sharp blow to silence it.
The figure moved timidly, clearly hesitating to get up, and then, as if resigned, sat up with a jerk, letting the sheet fall and revealing their true appearance.
He stood there — a boy — but looking at his appearance, it was hard to say so with certainty.
He was only one meter and fifty-six centimeters tall, his frame delicate, almost fragile, as if a gust of wind could shatter him.
"Well, looks like it's another work day," the boy said, his voice cold and detached.
Heading for the bathroom, he turned on the tap, washed his face to chase away the sleep, then arranged his pitch-black hair to better reveal his face in the mirror.
A face too delicate, too feminine — the kind that could make you question his gender.
He looked like a porcelain doll carved by a god striving for perfection… yet it seemed that god had forgotten something, for within that face were his eyes.
Eyes like voids — empty, cold, abyssal.
They reflected nothing: no fear, no sorrow, no flicker of human warmth. Just endless darkness, as if entire galaxies had collapsed into those two dark pools.
"Everything's fine… Everything's fine…" he repeated to himself, as if trying to stay calm.
Then he stepped into the shower, set the temperature to cold, and bathed in silence.
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The boy finished showering, dressed in simple clothes, and made himself an omelet, which he ate quickly. He returned to his room and picked up his phone to check the time.
7:15
"Oh! Already this late? I should go now," he muttered, picking up a bag and pulling out a card.
University ××××
Name: Clayton
First name: Miguel
Age: 24
Occupation: Student
Major: Psychology
"Let's go," he said, turning to leave. But as he reached the door, he stopped, then returned to the room, walked over to the desk, opened a drawer, and took out an iron pendant engraved with names.
"Don't worry, guys. I won't forget you."
Then he left the room and exited the house.
Miguel stood in front of the university gate.
"Pouffff" he sighed, which might sound like boredom or exasperation-whatever the reason, he didn't seem to want to be here.
He passes through the portal and begins to walk thought the corridor of the university while the other students where talking
"Hey,you look pretty today"
" how was your weekend"
"Bro did you see the match yesterday"
All of the students were talking and meeting their friend but miguel just past thought them because...well he didn't have or like you can say there were not here for now but that a detail for later.
miguel was passing thought the student ignoring their conversations he wanted to just go to his classroom,finish this journey and come back to his home quickly.
When he arrived to his class he spotted am couple of girl in the front class, he ignored them and sit to his place.
Miguel then take out his phone and began to see his missing message.
You have 24 missing message.
32 message from father
15 message from mrs natasha
17 message from mr mathias
"Really?17 message, well it been ■■■■■■■since I talked to him so he surely must be worried."miguel said with a detached tone.
Message from mr mathias
Mr Mathias:hey,how are you
Mr Mathias:hey,you okay
■■■Mathias:hey I'm worried
■■Mathias:well,if you see this in just wanna say thank you for the advice for my stage
Mathias:when I come back we will envoyé our successful stage
Mathias:oh! and thank your father for me.
Miguel looked at the message his face showed no emotion.
"Well,look like mr mathias have been doing well"he said
Miguel knew that mathias could have handle his stage well he just needed a little push and a little confidence in him.
He then look at his other message
Message from mrs natasha
Mrs nathasha:hey were are you
Mrs nathasha:it been■■■■■
■■■■■ nathasha:ans■■■■
"Everything seem fine"he said again in a complete calm voice
message from father
Father:■■■■■
■■■■■:■■■■■
"Yes everything....."he couldn't finish his sentence when he suddenly sense a hande touching his shoulder.
Miguel then looked up seeing another male student with a blond hair and his face was■■■■■
" A problem?" Miguel asked coldly
"Are you miguel clayton?"the student asked with a detached voice
Miguel hoched his head confirming the question.
"Mr isaac said to me that he wanted to talk with you,he is waiting in his office."
Then the student turned and began to leave
"Should I go now or later"miguel asked but the students didn't answer him and just continued his steps before leaving the class.
"It must surelybe now"miguel said. He then stood up and take his bag,headed for the front door.
"Hey have you heard about the incident" one of the girl in the group in the front of the class said.
"Yeah,it about this gruesome and brutal murder in this psychiatry."
At those word miguel who have still now completely ignored the girl stopped net and turned his head toward them.
"Yeah, she have been found without his face.
"Damn that horrible" said another girl
" they still didn't found out who did this, but I'm praying for them to found who did this"
"Hey,why are you worried didn't this thing happened in England and well didn't this girl was a crazy or something like that"
"Yeah but there rumor saying that it related to the other brutal murder on those other girl and...."she then make a pause " all of them were in different countries so...."
BAM
The door slammed suddenly, startling the group of girls.
Miguel Welles rapidly his face still unreadable but his eyes were moving abnormally like they wanted to glow.
"Everything is fine....everything is fine." He murmured
■■■not■■■ fine