"Can I go ahead?" I said to Candice as we stood up together. She nodded, "Sure, I'll wait for you in the room," she replied, grabbing her shoulder bag and standing up.We walked out of the cafeteria together but separated as soon as we got to the hallway. I made my way to Prof's office while she headed to our classroom.I took slow, cautious steps as I walked towards Prof's office. I was scared because I thought that the jerk might still be there. I didn't know why I was afraid of him, but I think it had something to do with his intimidating aura. He had this kind of aura that would make your knees tremble whenever you were around him or whenever you looked into his eyes. Every time he spoke, his baritone voice would sound angry and strict, which would make your knees even shakier.I knew all about that because I had experienced it firsthand. I quickened my pace as I remembered how the jerk had bothered me yesterday. I was scared of seeing him a while ago, but now I was angry. I was a
They swallowed before quickly turning their head repeatedly."N-o, it's not like that," they denied what I said."I called you because of Dean's orders to me," they added, grabbing my attention."Ha? What did Dean order you?" I asked, feeling slightly nervous.The tough attitude I had earlier disappeared into thin air because of what I heard them say.I was slightly worried because I thought that what happened yesterday in Dean's office might have something to do with this.I was worried that maybe it was because I got a zero for the question that Prof asked me yesterday, which made Dean realize that I was stupid. And because of that, he might have thought that I didn't deserve the scholarship I had, so he decided to take it away from me. And maybe that was what he ordered Prof Buenaventura to do, to tell me that I would be losing my scholarship.I was even more worried because I knew that it was possible. There was a high chance that it was the reason, because honestly, I wasn't real
In my peripheral vision, I saw Dashiel nod before grinning. My whole body tingled with excitement when I saw his smile.The professor regained my attention when she spoke again."And because Dean saw you and Dashiel yelling at each other in the hallway yesterday, he thought you were fighting, so he realized that I should make sure you two get along before I leave. He thought that you wouldn't be able to perform your duties well if you were fighting," she explained at length. The emphasis on her words was evident.I didn't know if my ears were playing tricks on me, but the way she emphasized every word made it seem like she was annoyed with me.I was dumbfounded by what she said. So that was the reason why Dean asked her to introduce us to each other. But she made it so complicated by using the word "getting along." It was such a simple reason, yet she made it seem so complicated.If only she had been direct, then I would have understood right away. Then she wouldn't be so annoyed with
"I am Dashiel Davin Carter, honey," he whispered in my ear, causing me to feel uneasy. And I never expected to feel more uncomfortable until I felt him take a slight sniff of my neck and whisper, "You smell so good, honey."Even my body hair stood on end upon hearing his words. As much as I wanted to push him away, I couldn't move my fingers, let alone my entire body. I was frozen, and I didn't know why my body reacted that way to his actions. Maybe I'm just not used to someone smelling me, especially on my neck, which is my weakness."Ehem!"Luckily, the professor cleared her throat and the guy backed away from me. I also straightened up from my position. When I looked at the professor, I saw her raise her eyebrows while looking at me intently.After a while, she gave me a disgusted look before approaching the guy. She held his arms before looking back at me and raising her eyebrow once again."Honey, are you done working out?" she sweetly asked, with a hint of flirtation.I was surp
"Yes, it's me, thrist," was the smiling response of the handsome person in front of me. Later on, he quickly ran towards the space between him and Prof. When he reached Prof, he hugged her tightly as if he really missed her Meanwhile, Prof remained rooted in hef place with a look of surprise on his face. As for me, I was left staring at the two of them in a daze.As he hugged Prof, I couldn't help but feel curious and wondered what was going on between them. Why did the man hug Prof so tightly as if he missed hed so much, as if they haven't seen each other for years? I also wondered what the nature of their relationship was that they were on a first-name basis with each other.I thought that the professor would respond to the man's embrace, thinking that she also missed him, just as the man seemed to feel towards him. But it seems like I was wrong because my mouth fell open in surprise when I saw with my own eyes how the professor pushed the man away from him, causing the man to step
Time flew so fast that I didn't even realize it was already afternoon, and this was our last subject for the day. I was just bored, leaning on the classroom window, staring outside. I was getting bored, to be honest. Who wouldn't be bored when the professor in front of you speaks so slowly and softly that you couldn't even understand them?Besides, I already know what he's saying since I did advance reading, so I was sure I wouldn't understand what Professor is saying because he's so soft-spoken and slow. In other words, I self-studied.It seemed that I wasn't the only one bored in this class as I heard Candice sighing beside me, a sign that she was also bored.I just sat there the whole time, during ma'am's lecture, as if I had no life or interest in the world. I only came to life when we heard the bell, a sign that our class was over."Goodbye, class," ma'am ended her long lecture, the only one who understood it.She didn't wait for our response to her goodbye class, quickly leaving
I felt a little sorry for what I witnessed, my heart softened a little as I looked at the pitiful state of kuya guy. I don't know why I felt sorry for him, but maybe it's because I once experienced being in his position.The only difference is that it wasn't my boyfriend who caused me to be in that position before, but my mother.I still remember that I was in the same position before, while looking at the police car that my mother was riding in. I begged them to return my mother to me until I was completely overwhelmed by the asthma. I had asthma attack.That scene is still fresh in my memory until now. I don't know why, but maybe because it was the first time I felt completely broken. It was the first time I got hurt.The rain poured harder, and I felt more sorry for him. He was drenched, and I noticed her trembling, a sign that he was really cold.I heaved a sigh before saying, "Whatever," and I followed Kuya Guy's lead to invite him to take shelter. He was already shivering.As so
I was startled from my standing position and returned to my senses after feeling a tap on my shoulder and hearing those words whispered in my ear.I snapped out of my deep thoughts after hearing the question. I looked ahead of me and remembered Thunder and his car.But I didn't expect that my shoulders would drop so suddenly when I saw that they were no longer there. A sign that they had already left.I didn't expect that I was so lost in thought earlier that I didn't even notice his departure. It's sad because I didn't even have the chance to thank him for giving me a ride and for my inconvenience.While we were talking earlier, the rain had stopped, and when I checked my watch, my eyes widened because I was already running late for work. So I quickly said my goodbyes and headed in the direction of the coffee shop where I work.But before I could even leave, I felt him grab my hand and asked where I was going and why I seemed to be in a hurry. When I answered his question, he insiste