Again

In a day of mist , he was standing alone by the window , looking at the landscape . He was sure she wouldn't come , he was convinced she would forget him , after all , no one ever looked up for him . Not even his parents . Now that they have died he was alone in that big mansion outside the town . Since their death two months ago he only went to his classes twice and he was thinking on dropping out , he never wanted to become a lawyer anyway , he always wanted to be a writer . All those codes and laws , they were boring , he never wanted any of it . His father forced him , he told him that it was studying Law or leave his house . His mother died years ago , he could hardly remember her face , and his step mother couldn't care less about him . He was glad his father and she died in that car crash , he wasn't sure how many time he was going to be able to bear them . If it wasn't for Han he would have probably killed both of them . He met him when the classes started . He was the first and only person who talked to him in his school . He remembered perfectly the first time they smoke weed together and that other time when *rrriiiiiiiinnng*
He startled when the doorbell rang . Could it be her ? Maybe it was just his imagination , it was surely that , no girl ever wanted him before , he was too strange , too bizarre , too ... The doorbell again , clear this time . Why didn't the servants already opened the door ? It took him two seconds to remember that he sent them away himself . The bell rang again , impatient . He sighed and wend down the stairs to open the door of the great mansion . Could it really be her ? Even with that mist he should have been able to see a vehicle on the path to the mansion . Maybe he was too distracted with his thoughts to see it coming , or maybe she came on her feet all the way .