Why did Giselle visit Slyvester’s University? She came there to regain her pride. Giselle would never forget the day Slyvester left her alone during their date. ‘I spoke kindly to him, even complimented him. And then, he left me alone?!’ [“I am sorry, Miss Giselle. I don’t have a girlfriend, but I like someone else. I only came here to meet you because my parents begged me to, saying that it was for business. Sure, I’m handsome and you probably fell or me because of my looks. But I hope you understand that I am not available. Sorry. I’ll go now. And don’t worry, I’ll tell our parents. Bye.”] Giselle was ready to marry Slyvester if their parents would like to. However, that was on te pretext that Slyvester was damn rich. If they end up together, it will help both of their corporations. She was so annoyed that Slyvester misunderstood her approach and thought that she fell for him at first side. “I was only trying to win his side. Bullsh*t,” Giselle murmured. “And I could not bel
Backstage, Slyvester was waiting for the contest to start. He was walking around while holding his phone, and people who saw him thought that he was nervous. He was indeed nervous but in another way. “I wonder where Ryan is right now,” he said. Slyvester could not stay still after finding out that Giselle met with Ryan in this place. He tried to call Ryan, but his phone died down. “Dude, do you have a charger?” Slyvester asked one of the contestants. “I have.” “Can I borrow it for a moment?” “Sure. But I am charging my phone too. If it is full, then get it.” “Thanks, bro!” Slyvester checked the man’s phone. [2%] ‘Is this his way of saying that he doesn’t want to lend his charger?’ Slyvester sighed inwardly. Since he couldn’t charge his phone, he decided to find Ryan after the contest. “We’re about to start. Please stand in line!” the pd student of the contest announced. According to the number, Slyvester is the first contestant. He stood next to Kyle as he looked at the
Terban’s POV I only agreed to sell waffles for the school festival because I wanted to forget that night. Until now, whenever I saw Slyvester, I had to remind myself that I should not stoop low and punch that guy’s face. “Hi. Can I buy waffles?” Wait a minute. Speaking of Slyvester, why is he not coming back? Well, if I put myself in his shoes, I might have buried that b*tch who called him “babe” in front of everyone. “Ahmm, hello?” No. No. Burying that woman isn’t enough. If there’s someone who will pretend to be my girlfriend in front of everyone, I will drown her to boiling magma. “Excuse me? I want waffles.” I looked at the girl in front of our stand and replied, “How many?” “Three. So it stands as “I” “Love” “You”~” She pointed at me before tucking her hair behind her ears. Is she crazy? I swallowed the curse and prepared her order. “Do you have a girlfriend?” asked the customer, which made me frown. I glared at her, and she flinched. “If you won’t buy waf
Ryan’s POV Lying down on my bed, I asked myself. “Am I selfish and unfair?” Terban was my first love. I studied in this school and accepted living in a boarding house with men because I wanted to see him. And yet, I didn’t expect to fall in love with another guy. I caressed my forehead which Terban kissed last night. “My heart hurt so much when he did that.” Why? I was so sure that my heart belonged to Slyvester. Why am I feeling this way? “Should I burn myself and die?” No. Burning until death might be so painful. “Then, drown myself?” That is too… barbaric. “Dying with gunshot might be the easiest way. But where will I buy a gun? If I look for an illegal seller, I’ll end up in jail. If I go to jail, I cannot eat fried chicken and coke anymore. Beer too.” I shook my head to get rid of my silly thoughts. “Damn imagination. I’m hungry.” It was my plan to eat Pizza with Emily last night. But Giselle ruined my mood, and that’s why I went back home earlier than planned. “I
Third Person's POVKyle has many good memories of the boarding house’s rooftop. However, it would be hard for him to consider today’s arch as a good memory. He knew it would be unworkable. “After days of avoiding me, finally, you beckoned me to talk,” Ryan said. He did avoid her. He was frightened to face the truth, and until the end, Kyle wanted to fight. Kyle handed a box to Ryan, murmuring, “Take this.” There was an apple logo in the box, and it’s easy to figure out what’s inside. Still, Ryan asked, “What’s this?” “Cellphone. You were having a hard time using your old phone.” Ryan turned pale. If only Kyle has no feelings for her, she will accept his gift. “This is expensive,” Ryan uttered. Kyle chuckled as he scratched his head. "Hey, don't worry. I did not spend a dime. I…” ‘He won it through the contest’ is what he wanted to say. But in the end, he twisted the words hanging at the tip of his tongue. “A raffle. I got it from a raffle at the festival. Aren’t I lu
“What? You rejected Chaylen and Kyle?” Emily asked Ryan in a voice that seemed to shout, but not. The cafeteria was packed, so Emily was sure no one would hear them. Even so, Ryan covered Emily’s mouth and said, “Lower your voice!” Emily removed Ryan’s hand away from her mouth and said, “No one will us.” She leaned closer and inquired for more details. “How did you reject them?” “The process isn’t important.” “Still, you’re so brave. If I were you, it would be hard for me to let go of even one person. They are all handsome and rich.” Ryan had a hard time in the beginning either. But when she realized she likes Slyvester, her resolution to fix everything became solid. It isn’t finished though. “So, there’s two more, right?” Emily asked before she took a sip of her soda. Right. And one more thing, Ryan felt so confused about her feelings for Terban. “Terban kissed my forehead that night of the festival,” Ryan shared. “What?!” Emily coughed out her drink. “T-Then what did
Outside the men’s comfort room, Ryan and Emily blamed each other endlessly. “It was your fault. You should have looked behind you,” Ryan complained, “And what about you? Did you think that meddling into my fight help? It made the whole situation damn f*cked!” But when Vincent went out of the comfort room with his wet hair, the two stopped squabbling and shut their mouths. “Sorry,” the two said in unison. Wiping a few drops of water on his chin, Vincent responded, “If you are truly sorry, then buy me Takoyaki.” They lifted their heads, and Emily noticed Vincent was looking at Ryan as if she’s the only person in his eyes. ‘This guy is a snake,’ Emily learned. “I have class this afternoon. Only came early to eat Takoyaki, but since I helped the two of you, I couldn’t eat. It’s awkward to go back to the cafeteria after the incident. So, I suggested you to take me outside and buy Takoyaki for me.” It is a date. Lowkey, Vincent was asking her for a date. ‘Maybe this is
Ryan’s POV I met with my parents and went to the salon. Mom and Dad received an invitation to a Grande party that would be held in Jayhill hotel. When I heard about this, I forgot about Giselle for a moment. ‘I need good food before going to a war.’ “Just you wait, Giselle. You’ll have a day with me,” I whispered while looking at myself through the big mirror of the salon. As I monologue like Snow White’s evil stepmother, Mom turned her head to me and asked, “Daughter, do you think perming my hair will make me prettier?” “No. Straight hair looks more good in you,” I commented. ‘Dad begged me to stop Mom from trying weird hairstyle. I must comply with his request.’ “Oh really? Then I will go with straight hair.” While staring at my Mom’s sulky reaction, I couldn’t help but recall when Giselle told me that I am an adopted daughter. I never felt like an outcast in this family. They said blood is thicker than water. True, I don’t share any blood with them, but water will thicke