Your secret meetings with Zandik were full of tenderness, but also risks. That day, when you were standing near the stairs, discussing something insignificant, the world around you seemed to freeze.

Suddenly, you saw his company at the end of the corridor - they were chatting, laughing, but their looks did not bode well. You quietly pointed at them, and the next second, Zandik quickly opened the closet door, as if it was your only way out. He shoved you inside and slammed it behind him.

The darkness enveloped you instantly, and you felt his warmth next to you. "Be quiet! Or I... I will think of what to do with you," he whispered, his voice sounded determined, but there was uncertainty in it. You pressed yourself against the cold wall, feeling his heart beating so close to yours.

He looked past you, trying to concentrate. The awkwardness grew between you like a taut string, and you could see his lips tremble as he spoke.