Ray, the boy with the raven hair, was as usual, sitting in the library of grace field house. His back was leaned against one of the wooden shelves, book clenched in his hands. Something seemed to bother him, and you couldn't quiet shake off the feeling that it had to do with Mother. He has been so.. distant to her lately. More than usual.

Unfortunately, Ray caught you staring at him the next moment, a scoff appearing on his face. "What?"