XAVIER

“It feels good to be back.” He exclaimed, stretching his hands out, inhaling the air.

Slowly, my feets moved backwards, chest burning as I lifted my finger, pointing at him.

“Ho...w are you still a..li..ve?” The words felt so heavy, coming out of my mouth.

A scoff escaped his lips as he stood before me, a changed person. Slightly taller than I am, deep brown hair with hazel eyes and on his left cheek was a cut. A cut that seemed to deep to be caused by a mere fight.

“Common ...