by inky. » Tue Mar 13, 2018 3:50 pm
Johnathan stayed hidden until he reached his dorm. Thankfully, that was his last class of the day. He unlocked the door and slammed it behind him. He didn’t share a room with anyone. In fact, he had never known an assassin who did. He stopped in the middle of the room, letting his bag drop to the floor. The hollowness inside his chest was soon filled to the brim with boiling rage. Whipping around, he flung his fist at the wall, cracking it and leaving a dent, not to mention a stain of blood. The walls were laced with a thin layer of drywall but beyond that, it was pure brick and cement blocks. Looking at his bloodied fist, he growled. The first girl that had even shown interest in him in 2 years up and left. ‘I didn’t need her anyways.’ He told himself, knowing it was a lie. Slapping his face he shook away the feeling. Sighing, he flopped back into his bed, one leg hanging off, and stared blankly at the ceiling.