Wait…What!?!
Turning my head to the left confirmed my suspicion. Leaning against the wall not far from where I stood was Zak. Dressed casually in his signature white shirt and jeans, Zak had a very relaxed vibe around him and as always, he looked like a model straight out of a magazine.
“Yo…” Zak greeted me simply as he turned his head my way.
How long has he been standing there? No, before that, why and how is he here?!
“Hey…” I replied softly.
Zak smiled sweetly at me and a feeling of something very similar to dread took over me. I had many questions that I wanted to ask but they all died on my tongue when I saw his forced smile.
I see, the feeling that came over me must have been guilt. I forced a smile back. We both understood the situation without having to talk about it. M
