On the day of the school anniversary, the whole school was decorated and filled with joy.
The stage was set, a performance was going on at the front while it was busy at the back.
Because Liam was part of the performance, the head teacher, who may have been threatened by him funding the school's building, had set aside a dressing room for their group.
With Liam's limited mobility, he changed into his costume first, leaving everyone waiting outside, not daring to rush him.
As Maureen pushed the resting room door open, she saw that he had already dressed.
In the disarrayed resting room, various fantasy props were scattered on the floor and table, crosses hanging on the wall.
The light of the winter dusk, like golden haze. The window was ajar, the howling wind swept in, making Liam's black hair messy.
Upon hearing the noise, he turned his head, the vampire's black robe billowed in the wind, his eyes deep-set.