The Knight and Her Rose

I encountered the school hunk in a remote and dirty alley in the rain.

The dream lover of almost every girl at our school, Landon Wood, was lying there with wounds all over his body.

I took out my cell phone and took pictures of his miserable presence. There was a Landon Club in the school. As far as I knew, the female members in it were very keen on collecting everything about Landon.

Such a special photo could fetch a lot of money, I supposed.

I carefully avoided his head and was about to continue walking home, but he grabbed the corner of my trousers.