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Chapter Eighteen

Building Blocks

Silence captured the entire room.

The curtain's dark hue was dark enough to blind the light from outside, but it was the yellow sunlight that streaks across the uncovered part of the window and hitting his face; that woke him from slumber.

The clock said it was 9 in the morning.

Hana-chan had a very busy night, but he still woke up early. There's something unusual today that took all his sleepiness aside.

He slipped on to his slippers. He scratched his eyes playfully and yawned then he noticed something new in the coffee table.

Approaching the table with curiosity building inside him, Hana-chan knew that there was a Tennis rocket placed over the table.

He lifted it for a closer look. The rocket was electric blue in color and shining like a fresh apple fruit, the strings crossing on the head were intact and perfectly white.

On the collar of the rocket, a white grand ribbon was attached with a little glittering silver envelope.

Hana-chan opened the envelope and saw a card with words written by hand. He read it silently.

Meet me at basement parking. 10am.

Bring this rocket.

Hana-chan returned the card in the envelope. The note wasn't addressed to anyone and the name of the sender wasn't also written.

There's no one residing on that room but him, so taking the risk of assuming that it's for him, wasn't that a big risk at all.

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His feet stepped on the hard floor of the basement parking, 15 minutes after 10am.

Hana-chan was armed with a pair of LeBron Basketball Shoes, gray cargo shorts and plain white shirt; and he held the rocket on his right hand. His copper brown eyes roamed from left to right, back and forth... wondering if the rocket and the letter was really for him.

As fast as a gush of running water, a red two-door Porsche car drove to his front. The window slid down and Hana-chan saw Kaede Rukawa wearing a black eyewear and holding the wheel.

Kaede uttered no word, but it seemed innate to Hana-chan's understanding that he must get inside the car.

Silence ruled them at first, but as the car found light outside the basement, Hana-chan decided to put life inside the car. He smirked mischievously at ')'ÿ8i'‰'©'ÿϑé' '!)'#I'%i''‰')©'+É'-ÿÿÿ1ÿ3ÿ5ÿ7ÿÿ¯";É"=é"? "ÿ/"CI"Ei"ÿ