I followed Luhan closely as he started going down the stairs.

                He did not say anything more after that, neither did he glance or even just acknowledge that I’m still there with him.  Those actions were making me anxious, so anxious that the fingers of my hand started to shake like, for some reason, I suddenly learned how to do morse code.

               Nonetheless, I just continued to watch his back silently. One step, two steps, three…it went on and on. Finally, I couldn’t hold it anymore.  So, right when we reached the third floor landing, I broke the silence.

                “Will you tell on me?” I asked, already dreading his answer.

                For one heart-stopping moment, I thought he hadn’t heard me. Perhaps, even ignored me. I imagined the butterflies in my stomach droop down to the darkest pit of my being. I stayed silent again, scared of uttering back even one word. But then, Luhan wouldn’t be so cruel. He most likely hadn’t heard me…

                I opened my mouth to spea—

                “No,” that deep voice echoed through the walls of the desolated corridor.

                I stopped in my tracks. Luhan must have noticed my footsteps die down because he also stopped and looked at me. Again, he has that blank expression. He’s just so good in not giving anything away.

                “Why?”

                Don’t think I’m not grateful. As soon as he uttered that single word, a rush of relief flowed through my veins. I was glad that he said that. I really am. I know, too, that he means it, but I don’t understand. Why wouldn’t he? I did wrong and he’s the perfect person to tell on me. Why would he go this far to not admit my wrongdoing when he’s supposed to do that as the headmaster’s only son…

                “Just because,” He answered simply.

                We stayed silent, gazing at each other’s eyes for clues of what the other is thinking, like we’re having a conversation with only our minds. It didn’t last long, though. I let out a complete sigh and worked out what I was thinking.

                “You know what’s in that room,” I uttered.

                Luhan did not speak. I was sure that he understood that it’s not a question but a statement of fact. The silence that droned on between us after what I’ve said is enough to confirm what I’ve just accused him.

                “Someone…” I continued, taking a deep breath in the process,”…or something, I don’t know exactly…right there, in there…it spoke to me…”

                Luhan’s eyes got wider for a fraction of a second, but it quickly reverted back to its original position so that anyone could have thought I only imagined it. But, I saw it and I’m going to stand by what I saw. I’m not going to let it go this time. This is something that is important for me to know, no matter what the consequenc