Dante woke up from the fluffy bed. His entire back felt like it was messaged by angles.
Sunlight peered through the window, dancing gracefully. He opened the window and let the cozy wind enter his room, giving him fresh air to breathe in.
A soft smile formed onto his face uncontrollably. He wished Julius and Thomas could experience what he was feeling. Safety.
He washed his face in the bathroom and entered the downstairs. On the way, he met with Loris who greeted him with a wave.
She seemed to have her own thoughts in mind so Dante decided not to trouble her. He looked around and found himself sitting on the chair, waiting for breakfast like any other people beside him.
The breakfast came with a pancake and orange juice.
Dante felt himself drooling at the food. Just as he was about to bite the soft pancake, he noticed someone sitting down beside him.
