" Zonish! Zonish breathe. Damn it. Breathe! "
His voice rang in my ears as his mouth touched my lips. He was blowing on it. His breath was sweet. Like the fresh nectar from the freshest seasonal flower. But his blows were desperate.
" Zonish fight it. Come back. Come back. Open your eyes! "
I did.
My eyelids swung open. His lips were still pressed over mine as I saw my naked body, hanging behind him, cuffed by chains.
That was weird. It's eyes were open as well.
I sat up, pushing him back.
I looked down myself. I was dressed. In our school uniform. That was a relief.
" Zonish you are back.
Thank goodness.
WE DID IT! "
We did what?
Bang.
Realisation hit.
I stared back at my reflection in his eyes.
It immediately made me touch my cheeks. It was a miracle that I was
