As I walked out that door with my thin, dirt yellow coat on I had feebly looked back at the building that had once kept me prisoner. I clenched onto my sketchbooks as I breathed heavily, shaking at the thought of that this man really wanted me. When we had passed a cafe I had stopped to look at the pictures of cakes and pastries beautifully displayed on the shop windows. I never had breakfast and if I did it would be as good as this. Kim Taehyung oppa saw my little face yearning for a pastry or even a crumb of cake. "Do you want to go inside Danyal?" He asked me with a smile on his face. "Well I do too." He whispered in my ear . My eyes glistened as we entered the cafe. It was cold and crisp outside and in here it felt like a lodge with a fire and the smell of coffee and vanilla segued the room. When we had sat at a small coffee table I hadn't noticed that I wasn't wearing my mask the entire time I was out! As Taehyung oppa was looking through the menu I had scrambled through my little, crimson backpack and saw that my mask was right were I needed it right at the top. When I put it on I had began to write something for Taehyung oppa to answer 'Do you like pastries?'
I tapped his shoulder and he looked up from the menu and I showed him what I had written and he looked a bit concerned when he leaned to the side of the pad to look at my face, my black mask was covering most of my face and I don't think he liked it...
"Danyal..." he said "did that orphanage make you go mute?" He said with a sad and somber face. I was shocked to hear he thought that so I took the pad of paper from his pale hands which were now shaking. I had started to write very quickly almost as quickly as I draw for mother yet she wasn't with me now this was anxiety and I wasn't liking it one bit. I read over what I had written:
That orphanage did make me a bit scared yet it didn't make me go mute it was my past/real family that made me mute yet I don't like to talk about it so can we not?
Taehyung was content with my answer yet he didn't act like it instead he went to the counter to take our orders I had just wanted a hot chocolate with cream and some plain biscuits (hopefully a cookie too) as I waited for Taehyungie oppa to come back I was just leaning on the table whilst sketching mindlessly on my pad of paper. This time and probably the first time, I wasn't drawing for her...
when I was done I had noticed it was a very rough sketch and almost unreal yet I liked it so I kept it and carried on doodling.
This is what she drew:

When Taehyungie oppa came back I saw that it was difficult for him to sit down with the tray so I had taken and put the tray down whilst he sat down. I had eaten the madeleines like there was no tomorrow and so did Taehyungie oppa! He is very childish yet what can I say? When I had finished I was smiling under my mask so much that he could see it. I was having so much fun and it felt great...
Yet that was when the ringing came back. I was sipping some of my hot chocolate when it started I dropped it all over me.
The burning sensation felt nothing like the ringing in my ear. Taehyung was next to me as I stood there staring at the ceiling widening my eyes at nothing. Taehyung's screams were inaudible like a perfect mime of sadness and misery. I had awoken from my trance when my mask was snatched off my face leaving a chilled breeze against my cheeks making me shiver and go pale, then nothing.

I hope you are enjoying the book so far I mean one my irl friends read it and said it was good so I'm happy! I will be introducing more people soon I just need more time as I have school and that usually takes a while. 😔