You went home pretty late after your part-time job after school; you went to the lounge to tell your mom that you're back already.

But when you entered your bedroom. You heard Lilah, your cat, purring loudly and happily, as if being played with. You opened the door and saw your cat and Zachary playing with her on the floor.

Yes, your mom just forgot to tell you that you have a guest in your room. You sighed at the sight. "What are you doing here?" you asked, walking on the couch next to them both.

"Just visiting, I'm bored. Also, that house is always empty anyway." he answered plainly as he continued to play with Lilah. You sighed again, you know, since you can see it, his bruises. "You got into another fight, didn't you?" You asked, carefully grabbing his face to look at his bruised lower lip closely.

"Just mind your own business." he said, pulling his face away from your hand.