"I understand, Guest." Toma turns around to go back to his car, his face expressionless. "I'll um, I'll see you tomorrow for lunch." You smile awkwardly and nod. That was your best friend of over three years now confessing to you, and you turning him down. You love hanging out with him, he's funny, smart, and caring, but you cannot bring yourself to see him as that. You almost feel guilty, I mean, what else would you want in a boyfriend? You shake your head, just because a man is nice, it does not mean he is owed sex or love, even if they are your best friend, although you know for sure Toma does not feel as if he is owed any of those things. You are happy he agreed to see you tomorrow for lunch, you don't want the friendship to become awkward or end because of this.

One week later

Someone taps on your shoulder "Hey, I'm sorry, the library is closed."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll get going." Saying you are exhausted is an understatement. You have one of the last tests of the semester before finals and you need to Ace it to even begin to think of getting an A- in the course. You pack up all of your things. After having your eyes locked on a screen for hours makes everything blurry, your head hurt, and makes you dizzy. The lack of sleep doesn't help either. You stumble out of the Library. Wait, you just went out of the wrong direction... or did you? Where are you right now? Oh right, this is the route where you take the stairs. Your brain is such mush you can't even think clearly of where you are going. Suddenly you are jerked behind the Library. A strong hand presses over your mouth and arm securing you against a strong body. You immediately thrash around, trying to get away. The hand leaves your mouth and the second you open your mouth to scream, you feel a pinch on your neck, then the hand goes right back over. Within seconds, everything is black.

"Wake up..." You groan, your head is so heavy and you are so tired, you can barely open your eyes. "Wake up Guest" the voice says again. You whine and try to blink open your eyes to see who's saying that, it sounds familiar and kind, but you also want to kick their ass for waking you up if you are this exhausted. You'll do that later, if you are this tired, you probably should be asleep... "No, come on Guest, open your eyes" Fine, you barely pinch your eyes open and that's when you see the ceiling of your room... wait not your room. That's not your ceiling... You become more responsive, eyes opening wider and your head turning. This isn't your room at all, this looks like some kind of basement. You move to sit up but your arms don't move and a metal clinking it heard. You look up and see hand cuffs on your wrists attaching you to a bed frame. That's when you see who the voice belongs to, Toma! You're relieved at first but then everything is too suspicious. Before you can speak and question him, he speaks "Good, you're awake. I got worried for a second but it seems like you'll be fine." Toma hesitantly brushes a hair off of your face