Rin didn't stop running.
He ran out of the training hall, his bare chest rising and falling, sweat sticking to his skin. His pants barely clung to his hips as he stormed down the corridor, past the sleepy-eyed guards, past the garden, past the confused stares of other staff members still awake for no reason.
Some might think he was going insane. He didn't care. All he wanted was to get into his room, anywhere away from Lucien... immediately!
He reached his dorm and slammed the door so hard it rattled in its frame.
Then, he threw himself onto the bed. He kicked his legs, hoping his shoe would fly off, but suddenly remembered that he had run barefoot.
His chest burned as his hands shook. He tried to forget everything that had just happened a few minutes ago, and he quickly pulled the sheets up to his face, but it was useless.
He could still feel it. Every. Damn. Thing.
