Ember needed a moment of peace to clear her thoughts and find a sense of clarity, so she decided to head up to the school's rooftop deck- her favorite spot. She climbed the stairs, each step heavy with the weight of her ongoing worry about Drake. The rooftop offered a view of the setting sun, casting a warm, orange glow over the school campus.
As she stepped onto the rooftop, Ember was taken aback to find Nyx sitting alone, his back against a wall, holding a half-empty bottle of beer. His gaze was distant, he seemed lost in thought, and the scent of alcohol lingered in the air.
Ember approached him cautiously, her heart heavy with a mix of emotions. "Nyx," she said softly, her voice filled with concern.
Nyx looked up, and his eyes met Ember's, a bit bleary from the alcohol could be seen
