There was a mutter of thunder from the blackened sky as the wind tore leaves from the trees. The rain lashed down, torrential, unforgiving. Leyk turns back to his seat with a sigh, exasperation seen in his face. He brings his fingers to rake the locks of his hair in a defeated manner and leans back on the chair like he's run a marathon.
For some reason, I feel pity for him. I know what's going on inside his mind but It isn't in my place to say anything. It's only fair for him to go through the same process as the rest of his friends.
As fast as the hopeless expression on his face appeared, It's fast to flicker away as well when he catches me staring at him. He lifts an eyebrow, gently placing his book aside. He tries to hide the expression he had seconds ago with a cough.
"What?"
"I'm
