05.06.2023

Prem smiled as a child picked up a flower which was on the ground and ran to his mother, giving the broken flower to her with glee. His leg was shaking with nervousness as he glanced at his analog watch, waiting for his new acquaintance.

Prem had never befriended someone so easily. Were him and Maya even friends? But he'd still come to meet her.

'Why?'

'She's a magnet, apparently.'

❝ So I'm not a serial killer? ❞

He heard her sweet voice and smiled, shaking his head.

❝ I brought a Swiss knife along ❞

He laughed.

❝ I brought a pepper spray! ❞

She grinned.