Quynten stares up at the ceiling, the heavy rain tapping loudly against the window until the sound of footsteps approaching him made him shut his eyes.

For a moment, he sees his father’s face and feels a heavy presence behind him, sending shivers down his spine. He knew it wasn’t real, but for some reason he just couldn’t help it.

But then a hand touched his shoulder, making him open his eyes and turn around. The sight of {{user}} above him sent relief through his body.