L’s brown eyes widened suddenly. He grabbed his bare neck.

“. The chain. . My necklace. The bathroom…”

Did she see?Does she know?

He walked cautiously to the bathroom door and put his ear to the door.

He heard soft but audible cries.

His heart constricted.

“_________ah? _______?! What happened? Are you okay? Do you need help?”

He was about to burst the door down at the absence of response when she suddenly yelled, “Don't come in, you ert!!!!”

L heaved a sigh of relief. She’s okay. That’s great. He smiled and his heart started pumping again. She is still so full of life. He thought.

After a few minutes, you stepped out and L looked up from the sofa.

“Are you okay? I thought you were crying…” He enquired, concern etched across his face.

“I'm fine, .” You muttered, hiding a smile.

I'm going to keep my memories a secret…please, just allow me this bit of spiteful fun.

“Tell me about the school and my dad.” You ordered as you sat down next to him.

“Huh?” He looked at you, his face a mask of bewilderment. L’s heart started beating faster. OMG, she’s so close to me!

“I quote you: ‘actually, your dad’s not wholly human. Sorry for raining on you parade, but I'm just saying.‘ Tell me what you mean.” You nudged him.

Man, he was as tough as a rock.

“Oh, your dad’s a half-crow too. Black feathers. Your mom