The blonde Asian girl slowly walked through the wood, searching for a place to spend the rest of the hour. Her golden prada stilettos weren't really a good choice for the woods, but she was too lazy to go all the way back to her dorm to get another pair of shoes. And she didn't want to get busted on her second day of school while walking back to her dorm. Seraph convinced her father to let her study here. Her father approved and told her to do her very best. There is a bit of irony in those words. Her father was the maffia boss. She is trained and taught to succeed him when he dies, but that could be on any moment. The buisiness is dangerous. You wouldn't know if you'd survive or not. It was a restless mindsetting for the 24-year-old girl. So Seraph decided to study far away from her father's area and ended up here on the Cambridge University. It was huge school with a lot of students and teacher. Seraph simply wanted a break and what better place to relax than on a school?

Finally she saw the end of the forest near. She let a relieve sigh escpaping her mouth. Her eyes glance over the beautifull lake that seperated two forests. The weather was nice. A clear blue sky lit op the clear water in the lake. It seemed like the perfect place to just relax. Seraph took a few steps towards the lake, but then noticed a silhouette via her eyecorner. Her eyes perked immediately at the boy laying in the grass. Seraph frowned. She set a few steps in his direction. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be going to school?" Seraph asked. Her voice demanded an explanation, as if she was someone to search for studs who'd skip their lessons. Of course it wasn't like that. Seraph herself has skipped every single lesson since she got here. She doesn't know any student or teacher by the name. Seraph looked at the boy. A slightly cold look layed in her blue eyes. She put her hands on her hips, holding a strong appereance. She knew how to dominate others. She was trained that way.

Show me your teeth.

Seraph was just looking for another quiet place to put her beloved ars down, but then she noticed the boy laying in the grass. Seraph frowned and sighed slightly. Why are there always people, excuse me, students, on the places that she wanted to relax? Seraph walked towards the boy and asked him what he was doing here. Her voice demanded an explanation. The boy could either answer or just leave. The boy's eyes opened, but he just looked at her with a frown. Seraph frowned aswell and just glanced at him, waiting for a responce. ''I have the feeling I could ask the same thing to you'' the boy simply responded, still laying in the gras. Total careless. Seraph gritted her teeth. It was true that she also skipped class, but she couldn't care less. Still, why was the boy laying her of all places? She could think all day of it and wreck her nerves on it, but it wouldn't help a thing. The world just liked it to give Seraph a hard time. As usual. Seraph opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the boy interrupted her before she could even say a letter. ''I take it that we both like to escape school, so let's leave it at that alright?'' the boy said, while glancing at the sky as it was the most intresting thing on the earth. Seraph gritted her teeth again. She didn't like the attitude of the kid. And Seraph wasn't someone who would just hide her irritation or anger. So Seraph grabbed the colour of the boy's shirt and pulled him up. Her blue eyes perked into his'. "Why don't you leave?" Seraph said. Her voice was low and intimidating. She wasn't a girl who was afraid of fighting. She wanted to relax and she didn't need this boy for it.
A dark coloured notebook got her attention from the corner of her eye. Seraph glanced over. In the grass, next to where te boy was laying a second ago, there was a notebook. Curiousity fled over her. She slowly lose her grip on the boy's colour and bend towards the notebook. She picked it up between her fingers and opened it. Her eyes went from the boy to the various words on the notebook. "Did you wrote this?" Seraph asked. A note of disbelieve was sensed in her words. She couldn't deny the fact that she liked to read in her spare time, even though nobody knew, and that she was impressed by what was written in the notebook.

Show me your teeth.

The boy went from an ignorant lil brat to a lil baby in just a matter of a second. Quiet pathetic, but something that Seraph surely could use in this situation. If the boy was scared; he would leave. And that was the only thing Seraph wanted on this point. The boy asked what she was doing, but that seemed a retheoritical quesiton in her perspective. So she didn't answer it. She just 'asked' him to leave. She could smell the fear, but that wasn't the only thing Seraph noticed. Her attention got to a little notebook, laying in the grass. The boy spoke to her again, telling her he would leave if she let him go. Seraph would let him go, but the curiousity was too big. So she lose her grip on the boy's colour and grabbed the notebook. The boy rushed to get it, but was too late. Seraph heard how the boy was talking. He said once again that he would leave if Seraph would just give the notebook back. To bad for him. The words that were scrabbled down, were way to intresting to just let go of. In almost disbelieve she asked the boy if he wrote this. Nobody knew, but Seraph really did like reading. There wasn't time for such a foolish thing as 'reading' in a maffia family. That's why she has learned herself to forget about that join, but she couldn't possibly let go of this notebook.

Seraph perked her eyes at the boy. A suprised look was prented in his eyes. ’’ I did..’’ the boy answered slowly. Seraph nodded and glanced back at the notebook. Her eyes flew over the lines, while getting impressed by the many words. The boy surely put some effort in it. ’’You like reading?’’ the boy asked. "Of course not," Seraph answered, without looking at him. She was lying. She enjoyed reading, especially storys that were rarely known among the people. She would almost consider this notebook as a treasure. Her eyes perked at the hand that was reaching for the notebook. Seraph eyes glanced at the boy. ’’Listen, I know the writing isn’t that good. Just give it back and I’ll leave’’ the boy said. Seraph sighed. She shoke her head. "Just shut up and sit down," she said. In the first place she indeed wanted the boy to leave, but if the boy left, the notebook would go with him, so he needed to stay. Seraph set herself in the grass as a sign she wouldn't leave yet. Her eyes perked back at the lines written. "I'm not done reading yet," she murmbled. After a few minutes, she reached the last page. She frowned, seeing the story was unfinished. She sighed deeply, dissapointed in the fact that she needed to wait for more. She closed the notebook and gave it back to the boy. She stood up and took place right next to him. She grabbed the pen and layed it down on the notebook. "Write. I want to know how it ends," Seraph ordered. She wouldn't tolerate any objections.

Show me your teeth.