Hey, hey! I haven't written for a week! Sorry! I've been...distracted. Anyways, the title is kind of a spoiler. So, enjoy!
"The worst feeling you'll ever feel is to sit next to the person who means the world to you, knowing that they don't feel the same way." - Unknown.
All this time, I was searching for the perfect one. But, the perfect one was right here. My cheeks turned pink and I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. This happens every time he's close. And right now, he's leaning over my shoulder. I drew in a quick breath and pointed at the picture of suspect in the middle. "I bet he did it! His DNA is all over the crime scene and when we were questioning 'im, he was acting quite sus'." I was proud of myself, even if this was an extremely easy case. But working with the perfect one makes it all worthwhile...
"That one, Lucy? I am..." Prof stroked his chin thoughtfully and his eyes sparkled. "...100% sure he's the culprit. Well done, Lucy." I smiled brightly at the compliment. "This culprit was obvious indeed. He must kill people more carefully."
"Hey, Prof! We don't want more people dead!" I exclaimed angrily. Prof chuckled softly. "Indeed, Lucy. Can you give this file to the Commissioner, please?" I nodded and Prof handed me the file. I exited the Mystery Room and headed for the Commissioner's office. I knocked on the door, like a lady should, and walked in the office.
The Commissioner was looking out the window. I didn't think he heard me knock or noticed me walk in. I cleared my throat and he whirled around. "Oh, Lucy," He said, surprised. He looked at the file I was holding. "Another case solved?" I handed him the file and he placed it on his tidy desk. "Thank you, Lucy. Uh... Has Alfendi acted strange lately?" I thought about Prof's behavior, and nothing seems out of the ordinary. "No..." I answered. "There's nowt strange." The Commissioner nodded, though he looked... disappointed. I walked back down the hallway to the Mystery Room, thinking why the Commissioner would ask such a question. Though it was just a question. It's probably nothing. Right?
I opened the door to the Mystery Room, and Prof was also looking out the window. Seriously, what's so interesting outside? "Prof?" I said, trying to get his attention. He turned to me. "Lucy, I need to tell you something," he stated in a shaky voice as he walked towards me. "I've been meaning to ask you this for quite a while, now. But, I was afraid." His eyes were sad, but he had a small smile on his face. "What do you want to tell me, Prof?" I asked, trying to hide the unbearable curiosity within me.
"I ha- WHA!" Prof slipped on some papers on the ground (the floor was covered in clutter) and fell backwards. The back of his head hit the edge of the table, and it made a loud BANG! I gasped and ran to him. "Prof!" I cried. "Prof!" I keeled beside him and shook him furiously. Tears rolled down my cheeks, as I continuously yelled his name. Eventually, his eyes fluttered open and he turned to me. My eyes widened and a smile crept onto my face. Though, I can't say the same for Prof. He frowned at me and his eyebrows narrowed. "Who are you?"
It gets better in later chapters. I promise!