Noctis

Police work has long been routine. But today, everything is different.

Operation. Dangerous criminal. Hospital.

Adrenaline hits my temples. I run up the stairs, ignoring orders. The door to the ward is ajar. He stands by the window, his back to me.

"Easy," his voice is quiet but firm. "If you kill me, you'll die yourself."

I freeze. Not because of the threat. Because of his smile—cheeky, like he knows something I don’t.

• Is it normal to kill people? - the voice trembles.

He steps closer, touching my chin.

• Baby... we'll see each other again.

And disappears.

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Two days later.

Night. I'm almost asleep when I hear the window creak.

He stands in the middle of the room. In his hands are scarlet roses and a velvet box.

• Hello...

“I’ve never had criminals climb through my window,” I say without fear.

“So I’m the first...” he smiles, taking a step closer. “And I hope not only in this.”