Classroom of the elite short Stories

After Dark - first encounter

The night breeze was blowing gently against him, making his brown hair sway gently. As he continued walking, the only sounds that could be heard were the rhythmic sound of his shoes clicking against the road, as well as the gentle howling of the night wind and the rustling sounds of trees and bushes surrounding him.

He made his way down the street, taking in the peaceful and quiet night atmosphere. Despite his rather indifferent-looking face, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful the nighttime scenery looked. The starry night sky and the silvery glow of the moon gave everything a beautiful and peaceful look.

The cool night wind was blowing gently against him, making his clothes sway softly. His brown orbs continued to observe the scenery around him, taking in all its beautiful sights as he continued to walk down the road.

He walked past the trees and bushes surrounded by the sides of the street, his eyes catching sight of a nearby park. The trees and bushes swayed gently due to the cool night breezes, and the chirping of crickets continued in the distance. Everything looked and felt peaceful.

As he neared a nearby park, he paused for a second, his eyes glancing towards the park. The moonlight was glistening softly on the park's playground equipment, making the park look almost like a magical place, lit up by the shining silvery moonlight. It looked almost like a dream-like place, and only he can understand why.

His feet began their movement again as he continued walking down the road, his eyes catching sight of what looked to be the silhouette of a person. He narrowed his eyes and paused, observing the seemingly unconscious person on the road and the sounds of their gentle and quiet breathing.

His feet brought him to where the unconscious person was, and upon getting closer, he could make out that the person was a girl. He observed her unconscious form intently, and her soft, quiet, laboured breathing could be heard softly in the air.

He kneeled to her side and observed her more closely. Her breathing was rather slow and quiet, like she was sleeping peacefully, and her face looked rather peaceful and tranquil. She looked like she was dreaming of something, her lips having parted slightly to allow her soft, quiet breaths to escape.

"Quite unexpected," he hummed as his brown eyes observed the unconscious girl. He sat there and contemplated what he should do. Should he leave the girl there to find her own way home? Or should he try and wake her up? He continued to observe her unconscious body.

"Hmm," he hummed with an indifferent shrug. He kneeled next to her and carefully picked her up in his arms as gently as he could, not wanting to wake her up. With considerable strength and effort, he picked her limp, exhausted body up in his arms gently and carefully.

As he gently held her in his arms, he noticed something. She seemed to be covered in dirt, dust, and wounds, as if she had fallen to the ground. His eyes observed her wounds, taking note of them as he held her limp, unconscious, and hurt body in his arms.

While holding her in his arms, he could feel her body pressing against him; her body felt so light and small. Her head pressed against his chest, and her arms limply hung from her sides.

Her slow, quiet, laboured, and exhausted breaths continued, and her hot breaths tickled his skin. He stared down at her exhausted, peaceful face, observing her petite form in his arms.

His eyes couldn't help but take notice of her long and silky brown hair; her hair was almost glowing in the silvery moonlight. He observed her long tresses with fascination; her hair looked so silky and soft to the touch.

He continued to watch her peaceful and tranquil face; her mouth had parted slightly, and her lips looked soft and a little rosy. Her body continued to press and lean against him, and her body felt so light and small.