I searched for Razbill Silvero everywhere but there was not even a shadow of him. The rooftop was empty. The vacant corners, too. The main office. My last chance was their building. Unfortunately, I didn't know his homeroom number. And it wasn't an easy search as students started to wonder what I was doing in their building. It would not take long before either the student council or Dayshawn came to me.
I was walking down the hallway with my eyes cast down the floor and my shoulders slumped down. For some reason, I lifted my head and caught a frame emerging out of the room from across the hallway. It was the main office in the building.
Razbill Silvero was sauntering towards the stairs without sparing a glance to anyone. I knew it would be impossible for him to notice me. Like I, every
