Ava's point of view
There was a long silence between the two of us, all I was after is staying Faraway from the box that contains his father's head and I wonder who would be so ruthless to chop off a human being head.
No matter what, this isn't the solution.
I fiddled with my fingers and of course, fidgeting on spot until I hear the ruffling sound coming from him, his head was lowered up to his knees that was hugging tightly to his chest while he rested his back on the wall.
At first, I thought he was crying but I remembered he actually never liked this person so why should he, but then your hatred for some needs to end the minute they're dead.
"Don't look at me with those pitiful eyes, don't!" He suddenly burst out, he wasn't even looking into my direction.
"What do you call me for?
