The Girl Last Seen

Starting off the day watching the lucent sunlight that creeps through the white curtains invoking a timorous ray and watching the dazzling tender lillies, violets, carnations, roses bloom in great abundance out of the window is an unpremediate art, mainly being able to look at her pretty face every day at school is the most pleasantest experience in my life.

One morning he woke up with the intention of confessing his feelings to her, deep in his heart concealing things that he have always been longing to say her. So he went to school with that great hope that was trapped in his heart and he found out that she has been kidnapped...

What would he do?