The Library of A was built very high, with about fifty to sixty steps.
In the slightly cool night, there was no light around, only the brightly lit snack street outside the school in the distance, shining like a spilling galaxy.
Maureen, with her old backpack on her back and her back facing the Milky Way, sweat seeped out of her smooth forehead.
The sound of her running footsteps was quick, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of her backpack lightly patting against her back.
Liam's heart started thumping rapidly.
Maureen ran to him, glanced at him and Niel strangely,
"Didn't you say you would wait for me?"
They couldn't even wait for ten minutes?
Liam's mind went blank, his voice inexplicably hoarse, stuttering,"
I thought you wouldn't come back."
"I went to buy something, come here,"
Maureen pulled him to the corner of the steps near the flower bed.