Love Began with the First Meeting

"Allen, what are you doing?" Allen's murky face frightened Elsa.

In the past, Allen was one of the celebrities in their school. He was handsome, wealthy, easy-going. But now, he was a completely different picture. His hair was a mess like a bird's nest, his face unshaven. His clothes seemed as though they hadn't been changed in days. Allen tied Elsa's hands to her back and leaned against the wall, keeping his dreary eyes on her. The boyish charm had completely disappeared from his face. He was someone else now. He lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply. Eyes seething with hatred, he questioned her back, "What am I doing?" He jeered, "Elsa, how could you ask me that?"

Never had Elsa seen this side of Allen. She was so terrified that she didn't dare blink. Gulping nervously, she stuttered, "Allen, let... let me go. Can we talk this through?"

"Wow," Allen sneered, "talk this through... Interesting. What do you want to talk about?" He clenched his teeth and yelled at her, "What is there for us to talk about?!" He threw the cigarette down and started stomping at it fiercely with a murderous expression on his face. The violent aura surrounding Allen intensified Elsa's fear. Suppressing the terror, she mustered all her courage and said, "Untie me, Allen. Why... Why can't we talk?" Her breath hitched and she pleaded, "Allen, what happened to you? How can I help you? Can you untie my hands first? Please?"

But no matter how much she pleaded, Allen turned a deaf ear towards her. Darkness had taken over him and there was a dangerous light in his eyes. In the dim-lit space, he looked like a devil.

Elsa almost cried out. Even though she had been really close to Charlie who seemed capable of doing anything, she wasn't someone who could easily deal with difficult situations. This was the first time she was in such a dire place. Her brain showed her all sorts of catastrophic climax this scene could have. The more she thought about it, the more terror-stricken she became.

Allen saw Elsa's body curl up under his stare. He let out a scoff and asked with an evil smirk, "What? Are you expecting Charlie to come save you?" From Elsa's facial expression, he knew what she was thinking. She was terrified and was waiting for her prince. 'Elsa, I loved you so much. We were together for more than a year.

I truly believed that we would someday get married and have a family. But all that shit happened. I had everything planned out so well, but Charlie ruined everything!' he thought, fury taking over his entire system.

Slowly, Allen walked up to Elsa and squatted down in front of her. Gazing into Elsa's eyes, which were filled with fear, he said coldly, "All right. If you want to talk, then let's talk."

He drew even closer to Elsa-so close that Elsa could feel his nasty breath on her face. On instinct, she retreated. Her body had been in contact with the cold floor for too long that her butt had become numb. She moved back bit by bit, and Allen edged towards her until she bumped into the wall behind her.

"Leave Charlie. Can you do that?" Somewhere deep inside Allen's heart, he didn't want to scare Elsa. But he didn't want to let her go either. "If you leave him-if you come back to me, I will let you go." He suddenly grabbed Elsa's shoulders tightly and she cried out in pain. Allen yelled at her, "Stop crying!"

"Aah! Allen, let me go! Oh God!" Elsa pleaded, tears streaming down her cheeks. She tried to get out of his grip, but couldn't.

Allen pressed against her shoulders, his body dangerously close to hers. He glared at her menacingly. "There's no one in this building. Scream all you want. But no matter how hard you try, no one will be coming to save you today."

Elsa was paralyzed in fear. She didn't know the person in front of her. He was a monster. She cried, "Let me go..."

"Let you go?" Allen's eyes turned red as blood surged into his head. His pupils were dilated. "I thought you loved me being close to you. What happened? Why are you so reluctant now? Why are you so disgusted by my touch? Is it because you have slept with Charlie? Are you his plaything now?" he snarled.

Elsa never expected to hear something so deriding from Allen. She blankly stared at her ex-boyfriend. The man who was once kind and warm was nowhere to be seen. The Allen she had fallen in love with wasn't like this. What happened to him?

"Allen..." Elsa's eyes were brimming with tears. "You're hurting me. Let go. Please..." She tried to talk calmly to Allen, as she was scared of what Allen was going to do to her next. Allen seemed to have read Elsa's mind, because an evil smile appeared on his dark face. "You want me to let you go, huh? All right, I will." When a spark of hope appeared in Elsa's eyes, he added with a sneer, "But only after I have tasted your body."

Elsa's eyes widened in shock as he reached for her coat. She screamed again.

"A man who tries to forcefully takes a woman..." a voice came from the darkness, "...belongs in the trash."

The voice was filled with an aura of death and a thirst for blood. Allen abruptly turned around to find the owner of the cold voice. Elsa gazed into the darkness. She couldn't see his face, but she recognized his voice. Tears streamed down her face, and she collapsed onto the floor in relief. Charlie's handsome face was clad in rage. Steadily, he stepped forward. His steps were quiet, but there was a dangerous heaviness to it. Charlie had already decided that Allen was not going to leave this place in one piece.

Earlier that night, Charlie had felt apprehensive for no particular reason. Several times, he made stupid mistakes in coding. He had silently wondered what was bothering his instincts. He didn't need to worry about Evelyn since she had Ezra by her side. And that just left Elsa.

He tried to call her several times, but her phone was turned off. His anxiety heightened. Even though he had some important matters to handle, his mind was in such a mess that he couldn't do anything productive.

In the end, he went to the school area to look for Elsa, but she wasn't there either. But he did find something important. On the road from the library to the student hall, he found Elsa's book. Charlie didn't know whether to be grateful to his instinct for danger or to his familiarity with Elsa which guided him onto the road she would have taken to go back to her hall. His heart rate spiked when he found out that she was in danger. What if he was too late already? What if he didn't make it in time?

He didn't want to think about the worst outcome, but it haunted him. He cursed himself for being too engrossed in his own work that he hadn't paid any attention to her. When he finally found her on the floor, with her hands tied to her back, tears flowing down her scared face, he was at first-relieved to see her unhurt. And a second later, a murderous aura took over his entire body. He looked at Allen with his cold eyes.

"Allen, you have now completely erased yourself from Elsa's heart. Should I thank you or mock you for your stupidity?" Charlie's aura as so pressing that Allen was petrified. It was only after Charlie had pulled Elsa to her feet and untied the knot behind her back that Allen finally regained his wits.