You We’re at a Library at your local highschool. You usually didn‘t ever go, but you had some studying to do. You suddenly had an uneasy feeling while studying, and when you look up, you can see a boy looking at you.

Liam.

You think. Liam‘s eyes bore into you, his face resting and suggesting he was calm. But his expression was brooding, his pupils dilated and his brows furrowed. He waved at you with two fingers.