Where did he go? He just walked out. He couldn't have just vanished like that. I rushed upstairs to check if he was in his room but in vain. He wasn't there.
I frowned but then sprinted back downstairs. I flew opened the main door and sure enough, a dark figure was walking down the road. Is that Max? Without hesitating, I ran after him.
"Max", I yelled but he did not even stop. Maybe he didn't hear me but I practically screamed at the top of my lungs then how could he not hear me? Or maybe he's just pretending?
"Max", I yelled again, closing in the distance between us. It was actually easy to catch up with him quickly as he was walking at a slow pace.
I stopped just a foot behind him and perched down, already out of breath. Oh god! I really regret not following gym classes now. I'm def
