By @SallyAndy
He was trying to hide the fact that he had been sobbing but I could see it in his hazel eyes. His skin was colored like the chocolate bar I had eaten earlier, with hair as dark as the night sky. He was the third "slave" I'd seen today that was well dressed. He had on a yellow shirt (tank top I guessed) and a white jacket over it. I saw him looking me over and smoothed out my skirt because I had suddenly felt like I needed to be accepted by him. He didn't say anything for a bit so I decided to start off the conversation. "Ello, I'm Lilla!" he was confused as if wondering if I was talking to him, then he replied. "Hi, im Isan. Wait,your Lilla? I'm not allowed to talk to you, sorry!" and with that I turned and was about to leave untill I heard a huge crash, something I had set up eariler, and ran back into the room. I was running so fast that I ran right into him, and he heroicly caught me. Now it was slightly awkward, our noses were an inch apart. He was blushing and even through he wasn't allowed to talk to me, he seemed to like me.
