The rest of that evening was nothing more than a confused blur to Rina. No matter how much she tried she couldn't get her mind to work as it was suppose to. The dark eyes where still in her mind, only now they had gotten company by that face and the sight of him walking away. He was the very first person ever to turn his back on her without seeming to care about how she felt about it.

They tell you that there's no way to get a hold over the codes, his words echoed inside her head, but she wasn't sure if they made her feel angry, worried or just confused. Yeah they told them that there was no way to do that, that they were completely safe wence they were inside the school area, but she has never believed it a hundred percent.

Perhaps it's because I know better, he didn't think she did, he though she was a small child, one of those that lived out theor lives in a plastic bubble to be kept safe fromt he real world. Rich people didn't know anything about anything, their life was just like hers was on the outside, perfect. 

His life wasn't like that, she was sure, he had seen other things than she had. She was soft on the outside, he wasn't. The resonable things would be to be frightened, but sitting on her bed staring out into the night Rina found that she wasn't. Instead there was another feeling that took place ni all of her, filled her up like nothing had done in a very very long time. A feeling that surprised her.

Intrigued, that's what she felt. He was like an exotic animal, she wanted to know more about him, she wanted to see him again. There was something so fundamentaly different in the way that he had treated her which made her feel more alive than she had done in years. Someone actually truly felt something seeing her, not just liked her because you where suppose to. Even if this feeling was hatred or condecendence it was a feeling, a real one.

It was pitch black outside, the streetlamps where the only thing that made it possible to view the sidewalk on the other side of the garden. Not that there was anyone on it, people rarely walked here, but looking at it was something to do. She had tried to sleep for about two hours before she had given up, her mind was way to filled with confused thoughts to allow any kind of rest.

"What is going on", she asked the night in a silent wisper. Usually asking things outloud made her mind clear and give her answer, but this time no such thing happened.

She wanted to meet him again, no matter how stupid that was, that was the only thing that was obvious to her. In the mist of ideas in her head that was the one that stood out. This person had treated her like one, like a real individual, and she didn't want to lose that before even having felt it for real.  

The glass-doll treatment that she had gotten until this very day was so clear to her now that she didn't know how she could have lived with it for so long. No one knew her, no one actually thought she was capable of anything else than being beautiful, and the smile on her lips was there just because they expected it to be. She was dying inside while keeping the outside as inpeckable as ever. Starting that day her life had been a perfect illusion, he had somehow made her see that just by looking in to her eyes for a moment.

Thankyou. She knew there was big chance that she would never get to say it to him, that she would never see him again, but she was also sure that she didn't want that chance to become true. No matter how strange it was he had opened her eyes, now she needed him to make her stand up while she fixed what was broken.