Wait…What!?!

Turning my head to the left confirmed my suspicion. Leaning against the wall not far from where I stood was Zak. Dressed casually in his signature white shirt and jeans, Zak had a very relaxed vibe around him and as always, he looked like a model straight out of a magazine.

“Yo…” Zak greeted me simply as he turned his head my way.

How long has he been standing there? No, before that, why and how is he here?!

“Hey…” I replied softly.

Zak smiled sweetly at me and a feeling of something very similar to dread took over me. I had many questions that I wanted to ask...