JC POV:
I woke up by the sun rays hitting my face, peeking inside the room through the French windows of my room. I sleepily groaned, and got out of the covers to get ready for the day. I felt much relaxed and fresh since I have taken my sweet revenge last night. After brushing and bathing, I put on my black suit, styling my hair backwards, leaving my forehead bare as I walked out of the room to have breakfast.
As I passed the kitchen area, my brain replayed last night's events of a small human, shivering and scared curled up in a ball by the wall on the cold floor. I left him in the state, since I was too self-absorbed and it wasn't my business anyway to take care of him but, why do I still feel.... Sad?
Giving in to the irritating feeling in my chest I made my way towards his shared
