"You told me that this place was built to imprison something, right?" I asked Ash as we walked into the nearly demolished building.

"It wasn't something, it was someone, " he answered, carefully choosing his words.

Ash is really handsome. I mean, every girl in our organization has a major crush on him.
His eyes are a weird combination of several shades of green, strange yet gorgeous. His face is like a beautiful painting made with bold strokes created by God. His cheekbones curving at the edge of his face. His jawline seemed to grab everyone's attention. His skin is light brown, whereas he has a natural blush.
I bit my lip to stop staring at him as I mostly did.

"I mean, was that person that dangerous that he needed a whole building to keep him or her imprisoned," I said trying to suppress my laugh. "Who was it?"

He remained quiet for a while.
"Me."

My head jerked in his direction so hard that I heard a crack at the back of...