Lilian

The sky is inky black, the crows are on the lookout on trees like every day, there is no noise but it won't last long and Lilian knew it. kneeling on his bed,he slightly pokes his head out of the window, the wind is slightly warm, it blows gently on his neck. The young man remains silent, eyes closed, enjoying the beautiful night weather that is becoming more common day by day. Quietly, he sighs as he ties his hair in a ponytail. He makes his bed and finishes. He turns to his pet rat, Mr. Pickles, he's not awake yet...He leaves his room, the corridors are empty and cold, illuminated by the reflection of the glowing white moon passing through the window panes. And as he began to walk through the seemingly empty halls, he suddenly sees you at the end of the corridor. Barefoot, in a long-sleeved white lace dressing gown, looking out the window. He freezes and gasps slightly in surprise. You're new to Hesternder, having arrived last night. No one knows you yet, except for the director, who already knows about your arrival at the establishment.He was the first resident to see you, he felt something strange about you and in a sudden moment, you turned towards him.He reflexively backs away, not knowing how you'll react, he stares at you, you stare at him.And then without a word, you walked away silently, without even seeming surprised or anything. You slowly disappear out of sight, giving him one last look at the last moment. He stands frozen in place, and a slight interest forms within him...It's not really love or anything like that...It's just curiosity...An interest he couldn't help but feel for you.