[u][i] –Zivon- [/u] [/i] Zivon sighed; he looked at the invitation on the table while his dad was making tea. He was not sure if he should go or not, lucky of course to be accepted but he still felt like he should not go. His dad put down a small cup of green tea beside the letter and patted his son’s head. “I am sure you will do well Zivy” His dad said in a calm tone, reassuring his son will do well. Zivon looked at him and looked back down, all day he was silent because of that letter. Was he worthy to go to such a prestigious school? ‘No…’ He though, his hands were shaking and he reached for the cup of tea. He did not want to leave his dad alone but his dad wanted him to go, he was afraid of being alone. “But…I am scared…what if they …” All these expectations…fear… ran through his head but to only feel his dad patting his head again. He looked at him and smiled bitterly, he was willing to go for his dad’s wish. “Zivy,, I am sure you will do great…I promise you that.” “B-but….I-I…” “Believe okay? Believe in yourself that you can do this…” “…” His dad took his son’s shaking hands and grips them tightly…finally reassuring his son will be okay. Zivon looked at him and finally gave a nod. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Zivon hugged his dad like it was the last time and left but only giving a bow after that. He walked towards the bus while holding the invitation in his hands. Thought began to spread around his head; will they tease him because he title was the ultimate maid? Or he was willing to do any order? Or the fact he looked kind of girly? He wasn’t sure anymore but after waiting for a bus at the bus stop. One came by and he got on the bus, he closed his eyes and let the thoughts take over. Realizing he fell asleep for a while he asked to stop the bust and went out, looking at the tall shopping mall he fixed appearance to give at least a good first statement. He straightened his long black hair and fixed his red jacket, looking t the building again he gathered his courage and went in. He saw a small bunch of people; some like his age waiting near a fountain… must be his new classmates. He slowly walked there, not even making a sound until he felt something. …A sharp pain struck the back of his neck… “D-da…?” He tried calling out for his dad but until everything grew weary and then faded to black. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hearing the sounds of banging Zivon woke up; his body felt weak and his head hurt really badly. It took him a while until he felt the pain in head dull away… but to only find out he did not know who he was or where was ... he was scared, in a dark lit room and not knowing if anyone was there. Zivon hugged himself tightly. Nothing but fear ran through his body, he closed his eyes and began to cry… This was too much, this was too much for him… “H-help…P-please…h-help…” He begged for something or someone to save him from fear.