Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 3 2018 | Page 249

8 th March, 2018 ; Luca's apartment ; Hong Kong
Looking at the mirror, Luca could barely recognize the man in the mirror. A man covered with
wrinkles, messy hair and bloodshot eyes with fury stared back at him.
Luca packed his suitcase, and hid a sharp, shiny knife in his bag.
He was going to the West.
A smirk hung on his cracked lips, Luca muttered dangerously" I'm going to avenge your death,
Maia. Save a place for me in heaven."