Loveliest Regrets

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ted from a distance,

steps towards the corridor I turned back and

trust me that's

m the principal's office. I still don't understand why do they want it? But recalli

and saw them giggling

ick by each of my shoes. I was clearly reluctant to move forward, but there's a fine line b

, enquiring if someone was in there. Luckily there was nobody. I slowly open

chandelier just with its dark walnut wood covering the entire place. The out

he student council elections. I was still in middle school when I realised the senior student council always had access to this beau

access to the outer office, where I was most likely to find the book. I had no time to ki

ath and each step I took, with great accuracy even though my movements were faint and voice

plate shining as the light of the chandelier hit it. Resisting to push off my values of a good school captain to the edges, I suddenly was reminded

, considering how chilly the room was. My eyes roamed around and landed on the precious material I was looking f

I was about to take it, I heard someone coming out of the washroom. 'FUCK!' A gasp almost escape

room, so, I decided to take a sneak peek. Landing my eyes on a man in a black shirt. Running my brain motors, I re

as th

ure, with his skin shining like an invisible armour. The urge to get a closer look at him was intense, I had never seen a man with such an

is face. I quietly peeped but he was facing the little mirror hanging on the wall beside the window, only

k was a sight and that

d is amazing." I

f muddy water on the happy man, making him question his existence and regret ever leaving h

ppened

ed from the uncomfortable position I was sitting in and fell down with a thud on the carpet. "AH!" I involuntarily winced in pain.

e anxiety. Without looking up to his face, I managed to get up and stood

now y-you were here." I stuttered, trying to le

office without prior permission." He said, sending chills down my spine. Though hi

e was calm. Every word which left his

I said, too scar

eing wrong just made the

hat's why you came in here

in a decade and bowed down, hurriedly moving towards the exit. Because I knew if a few m

, demanding enough to pau

re, straight out a phenomenal painting. He was gorgeous, almost as pleasant as a dream. He was a man too beautiful to e

in glow, dominating the dark aura of the place. His features sharp and defined, yet a soft radiance

st with secrets begging to be discovered. He was unbelievably st

dn't seem re

with his gaze plastered on me, different

e leaving without any permission, again."

his eyebrows read

h a little smile unexpectedly appear

teasi

feet journey in his direction, I stood in front of him. The close proximity gave me the idea of this man's height. His tall body was towering

fter voice. And I looked up afte

ead-leader of the Amber House. Right?" He said polit

did you come here?" He asked t

I was done with words. I felt like a li

a step forward making the tension to

oing here. Don't worry, this conversation will stay between us."

test this man first. Assuming, he definitely was not a part of th

asked with fear never leaving my voice

record book from the principal's office. I thought it would be easy because Mrs. Sofia Wilson is not p

y steal the book?" He asked, s

sted in that book, but my friends gave me the dare."

as if studying me. He then said, "

urted out

s isn't g

ouldn't be responsible for playing this kind of a stunt, ever again." I said with an unimaginable amount of c

of death silence, increasing my heart rate. I waited

out, grabbing my atte

again then not just you, but even your friends will face the consequences. Alright?

r sadness. Joy, for being able to escape from the problem and sadness, for making a very bad impression

he's not a teac