Sanaya

I returned to my house, slammed my bag onto the table in the living room, and decided to make my way to my bedroom and take a bath to calm myself.

I almost stepped on the first step of the stairs, "Sanaya?" when I heard my name get called by an unknown man, I mean, it sounded like I had heard it before. I shifted myself to take a better look at the owner of that voice, he was dusky just like me but taller, a bit less hair on the head, and the specs on his nose as he was in the casual business tuxedo. He was familiar,...