Simon was walking through the halls of the institute, searching. You were his girlfriend for about two years.

Usually when a class ends, you usually go to your locker to get your things for your next class.

But, that time it wasn't like that.

Simon when he got to your locker, it was open, with all your things on the floor, as well as your backpack.

Simon quickly went looking for you, calling your name, no matter who saw him.