ERA'S POV
“Era, I don't care if you don’t want us to get closed with each other. I totally get your concern. And I know the responsibility you have is too heavy, but I think it would be best if you forget it now.”
Forget? Why? Is it that easy to forget the problem? Is it easy to say to yourself: ‘Ah! Someone will carry my burden. Okay!' It’s not like that.
"Because I will now be in charge of that responsibility for you."
I was stunned by what I heard. I just stood by the pool, looking at him grinning like an idiot. I was just wondering why he is so nice to me and my family. What did I do to deserve such treatment from him?
“What? Am I too handsome?”
“Huh? You're already drunk, Sir. I will go up.” I did not look back at him to see if he was following me. No. he’s too comfortable with water.
“Take a bath right away so you don't get a cold. I'll be back later,” he nonchalantly told me.
I woke up at eight o'clock in the morning. I got a text on my cell phone— from Mom. ‘Get up early. Make your professor a breakfast meal.'
I was never disobedient to my parents. But now I'm not sure I want to follow them anymore.
"Hello, good morning!"
I took a sudden leap. That scared me for a second, what the hell was going on? He woke up before me. How do I cook when everything is already on the table? He was drinking coffee right in front of me. Doesn’t he have any hangover? Tsk.
"I thought you wanted a glass of milk," he even fills the tall glass with milk, "Here. Come and have breakfast with me."
I was shrouded in shame. Callie, you messed up. First, put your shame aside. You're hungry, aren't you?
What day of the week is it today? Why is he getting too comfortable with me? Isn't he supposed to have a schedule for today? Because I can't afford to be awkward around him. I'm so embarrassed right now.
After all, he didn't put anything on the food, did he? Drugs? Laxatives?
“Come on, you getting suspicious of me wouldn’t fill your tummy.”
I just sat down, got myself rice and fried eggs. Even though I wasn't looking, my peripheral vision reflected that he was just watching me. I don't get why he's always smiling. He is very passive and calm. I don't think I'll be able to do that.
“After that, we’ll go to the grocery store. Buy your necessities, toiletries, and other items you need—"
"Sir, maybe you'll lose money if you continue that kindness toward me?"
“Oh. I like Mr. Chippy. Get me two large packs.”
Ugh. I know that. I'm his maid, so I'm the one pushing the cart, I'm also the one who gets what he says. I just follow him wherever he goes.
"Take yours too, don't be shy—"
I took two packs of the purple cream stick as well as polvoron. He was making fun of me so I couldn't help but sigh.
“Are you a kid?”
“Why? Is it a requirement to be a child to eat sweet candies?” I fired back.
He was quiet when I returned the question. What, a cat got his tongue? So… that's it, he's the one pushing the cart. I think he was annoyed at me— unable to make face. He put everything he saw. Eh, why? Did I say something wrong?
We ended up at Savory after grocery shopping. We also have five large Eco bags. I'm carrying three bags, he's got two. I had five with me earlier. Fortunately, he took pity on me, he took the Eco bag with heavy contents.
"What will you order, Sir? Ma'am?"
"A whole chicken as well as a fillet. Three servings of fried rice A pitcher of iced tea would suffice as a beverage."
"Would you like some dessert, Sir?"
"No, thanks."
“Let me repeat, Sir. A whole of chicken and fish fillet. Then three bowls of fried rice then a pitcher of iced tea for dine-in.”
He didn't even ask what I wanted?! Am I that invisible to him?
“Why are you frowning like that?”
Just because... argh. I'm getting embarrassed. But did I really frown? Shouldn't he be the one to be upset because he's the one who spent too much on me?
"What now—"
"It's just that my head just hurts, Sir."
"It hurts more when you don't have a head."
There you have it again. He's mocking me even more. I think I'm about to have my period. I don't know as long as everything I notice is annoying.
“Just kidding! Hahaha! I was only trying to make you laugh, Callie. All right, let’s just take these out so we can go home. Miss!”
He has been driving for about half an hour. We were stuck in traffic even if it was a Saturday. I can't fall asleep because I'm afraid he might talk to me, which would be embarrassing.
“I know you’re wondering why we bought our groceries there. Two hours away from home. Isn’t it weird?”
“How come, Sir? There are a lot of grocery stores near your home.”
“I despise greeting people. Especially students. And— you’re with me. What if they think beyond the line? Something malicious thoughts or such?”
F*ck, my head really hurts like hell. Why now? Did somebody grant me that? That's just a joke! Argh, screw it.
“A- Are you all right?!”
He must have noticed that I was closing my eyes while squeezing my temple. He's overreacting once again. Is he really like this?
“I'll take a nap, Sir. Is it okay?"
“Y- Yeah! I will lean your chair a little so you can sleep soundly.”
I didn't sleep the whole trip. How come his voice is pleasant to hear? Why is that? Why does he have all of the characteristics of a blessed person? Why are my leadership abilities skewed?
ERA'S POV I didn't sleep the whole trip. How come his voice is pleasant to hear? Why is that? Why does he have all of the characteristics of a blessed person? Why are my leadership abilities skewed? "Cause I've been aiming for Heaven above, but an angel ain't what I need..." Ugh. This is f*cking aggravating. “Era, hey. Wake up.” I was overwhelmed by the pat on the back. His hand is extremely warm, I want to get drowned at his touch. Especially now as he helps me sit up from lying down. "Turn off your aircon... it's cold..." "Have this soup first before you go back to sleep again." Huh? Am I sick? W- Wait a dam minute! Why is my dress different?! "M- My clothes... where are they?" “Ah. I changed your clothes. You were drenched in sweat last night. You almost had a convulsion.” W- What did he say?! He changed what I’m wearing?! “I didn't see anything. Why? Is there any I can… see?” I couldn't stop myself from hitting him. I’m thrilled with what he has done! Why didn’t he ask
MIKHAIL'S POV It was as if she had been thrown to the ground by a stone. She was startled. I knew I shouldn't have yelled at her, but I'm getting irritated with myself. Extremely stubborn. Her attitude has brought my blood to a boil. To relax, I simply close my eyes tightly. When it comes to this kid, my head hurts. "W- Why?" “Do as I say, okay? No buts!” This kid is making me mad. I can’t— I can’t think straight. I exhaled sharply. Damn it. Because I didn't have a class to attend afterward, I thought it would be a good idea to go to the convenience store and get her some snacks. I bought her a bottle of full-cream milk and a Monte Cristo sandwich. But the thing is, someone is talking to me and they are students like Era. Is this an ambush? "Brother, might I please have your phone number?" “Wow! He's so handsome, look!" Uhh… What am I supposed to do? I'm completely at a loss as to how to react in this situation! Is there anyone who can help me? "I'm sorry, but n- no." “Oh, m
ERA’S POV What do you think? Do you think it's better if I just drown him right here? I was cleaning his pool while it was still dirty, so there was no evidence in it while I was working. But hold on a sec. No one is going to pay me any longer. Let's just put that out of our minds. "Era!" Argh, that's so inconvenient! What is he doing standing in my way? Era, don't pay attention to him. Let's just leave him to rot. "Drink this milk first!" he screamed. No, you keep your mouth shut! It's no longer funny— "Drink it first." I was on the verge of falling into the pool! He's appeared at my side, believe it or not, like a f*cking mushroom! "Why are you acting in this manner, Sir?! Tsk! It's just not funny any longer!" "Although you may be in pain, you should refrain from taking any medication if you are still capable of managing yourself. Warm milk and water would probably be sufficient in their place." He took my pole of pool skimmer net and replaced it with a glass of lukewarm mi
ERA'S POV "One seat apart." Oh, my God! He's not my professor now, is he? One seat apart?! How is that possible? What?! Do we have a quiz for him?! Why did I forget that he is my professor this morning and that he will be the one to administer the quiz?! “Sir? Is it true that we'll be having a quiz? Hasn't the discussion come to a close yet—" “Yeah. Our discussion will resume after the quiz is done. For the time being, the quiz will consist of thirty items." I just let out a sigh. It's a shame. What is it about you that makes you act this way? Why are you putting me through this? I had a sour expression on my face throughout the entire quiz. How come he only wrote projections for the Haworth Observatory? Then figure out what kind of monosaccharide it is, because he hasn't even discussed it yet! This is f*cking annoying! "Put down your pens and stop writing. Please pass your papers forward." And then there was the idiot, who was still smiling as he examined each piece of our p
ERA'S POV "M- Ma'am... will I be able to teach my batchmates? Is it alright Does everything seem to be okay?" (This does not imply that you will be a teacher. Since we have finished with the needle and syringe, we will only talk about the evacuated tube system for a short time. You will only be instructing on the procedure. Do you think it's okay with you?) I don't have the ability to veto anything. Tss. It's pointless to refuse their advances. "All right, Ma'am. I'll just send a text message to our section's liaison officer about Mam Can. Can you tell me where the phlebotomy room is?" (I'm fifteen minutes late for class in MT207. Easily take my venipuncture kit from its storage location. You are aware of the passcode, aren't you?) "Yes, Mam," I say." have a lab coat with me." (All right, Miss Ponciano. You may proceed. Thank you so much!) As I dashed to the locker next to the stockroom, I quickly dialed Franz's number. I even took a peek at the lab across the hall, which
ERA'S POV I swung my body away from him. For such a petty reason, I don't want him to witness me crying in front of him. But when he hugged me, I couldn't help but stop. I sobbed even harder as a result of what he did. “I’m sorry, okay? I was just stressed for the past few days because of work. It won’t happen again, okay?" He quickly pulled both of my arms away from me and ordered me to face him. He was already beaming a friendly smile at me. He wiped away the tears from my eyes. I couldn't help but cry in front of him even after all this time. “Don't cry anymore, please? You’re making me worry... ” "I'm going to go to bed." Ugh. Traitor! "All right, guys, here it is. The evacuated needle is available in a variety of colors. Green represents 21 gauge, black represents 22, and blue represents 23 gauge. Because Sir's vein is large and prominent, I will use the number 21 as a starting point. Accordingly, first, remove the rubber part, and then screw it onto the holder to complete
ERA'S POV "Are you upset with me?" A brisk exchange of words. He wants that, and that is exactly what we will provide him. It's fine if he doesn't respond right away. I'm powerless to do anything. But f*ck this, what is it about him that is so mysterious? It took him a few seconds to regain his speech. The expression on his face suggested that he was still considering his next words before saying them. It appears that he will find a way to 'play it safe' in order to avoid accusations. "Hey, Sir. I don't want to shed any more tears. I'm getting a little tired. As a result of you, I'm getting tired of academics, I'm getting tired of this place, and I'm getting tired mentally as well. Sir, I'm not sure where I should put myself right now. You hugged me yesterday because you were trying to keep me calm, and now you appear to be punishing me because you didn't like what I did to you a little earlier. So, what exactly is it, Sir?" He was unable to respond. He seemed surprised by what
ERA’S POV “Sir! Dinner is on the table!" I could hear the crackle as it made its way into the kitchen. W- Why is he dressed like he's going out? "After we finish eating, let's go see a movie." “Sir? Please have mercy on me! I have a class scheduled for tomorrow—" "I have seen you don't have any classes tomorrow. Because they are attending a seminar, not all of your professors will be available tomorrow. And anyway, there are only two subjects. Watch to see if they text you later on." Oh, my goodness. He's already seen my schedule, so he should put his in the refrigerator as well, right? What is it about this situation that is so unfair? My phone buzzed, and I believe he was aware of it because he points it at me. Shoot. My two professors have already texted me about their seminar. Of course, he insisted on my dressing up. And the bastard was just sitting in the living room, watching television, waiting for me. "Sir, we can watch television in this room—" “No. "I'd like to set
ERA’S POV"Sir... are we dating right now?""Yeah. I'm doing it because I want to.""Do you really like me?"I'm well aware that my face is already too thick to say that to him. Let's just go ahead and do it this way. It's fine to engage in filthy behavior. That was a nickname I used to go by. Not everything can be learned solely within the four walls of your home. There is still a school and friends to keep you company.I don't have any real friends.“Yeah! From the time we were children, I have liked you.""Perhaps it's just plain lust, Sir—"“Mind you, Era. You are no longer a minor. We can get married now,” he pointed out to me the beer he was drinking. Tsk. He obviously likes the intestines."Getting married?! But I don't like you in the least. In addition, I had no idea whether or not we were childhood friends. How am I supposed to know if that is true?""Era, we have been engaged for a very long time. When you found out that we were moving because I was going to the United Sta
ERA’S POV “Sir! Dinner is on the table!" I could hear the crackle as it made its way into the kitchen. W- Why is he dressed like he's going out? "After we finish eating, let's go see a movie." “Sir? Please have mercy on me! I have a class scheduled for tomorrow—" "I have seen you don't have any classes tomorrow. Because they are attending a seminar, not all of your professors will be available tomorrow. And anyway, there are only two subjects. Watch to see if they text you later on." Oh, my goodness. He's already seen my schedule, so he should put his in the refrigerator as well, right? What is it about this situation that is so unfair? My phone buzzed, and I believe he was aware of it because he points it at me. Shoot. My two professors have already texted me about their seminar. Of course, he insisted on my dressing up. And the bastard was just sitting in the living room, watching television, waiting for me. "Sir, we can watch television in this room—" “No. "I'd like to set
ERA'S POV "Are you upset with me?" A brisk exchange of words. He wants that, and that is exactly what we will provide him. It's fine if he doesn't respond right away. I'm powerless to do anything. But f*ck this, what is it about him that is so mysterious? It took him a few seconds to regain his speech. The expression on his face suggested that he was still considering his next words before saying them. It appears that he will find a way to 'play it safe' in order to avoid accusations. "Hey, Sir. I don't want to shed any more tears. I'm getting a little tired. As a result of you, I'm getting tired of academics, I'm getting tired of this place, and I'm getting tired mentally as well. Sir, I'm not sure where I should put myself right now. You hugged me yesterday because you were trying to keep me calm, and now you appear to be punishing me because you didn't like what I did to you a little earlier. So, what exactly is it, Sir?" He was unable to respond. He seemed surprised by what
ERA'S POV I swung my body away from him. For such a petty reason, I don't want him to witness me crying in front of him. But when he hugged me, I couldn't help but stop. I sobbed even harder as a result of what he did. “I’m sorry, okay? I was just stressed for the past few days because of work. It won’t happen again, okay?" He quickly pulled both of my arms away from me and ordered me to face him. He was already beaming a friendly smile at me. He wiped away the tears from my eyes. I couldn't help but cry in front of him even after all this time. “Don't cry anymore, please? You’re making me worry... ” "I'm going to go to bed." Ugh. Traitor! "All right, guys, here it is. The evacuated needle is available in a variety of colors. Green represents 21 gauge, black represents 22, and blue represents 23 gauge. Because Sir's vein is large and prominent, I will use the number 21 as a starting point. Accordingly, first, remove the rubber part, and then screw it onto the holder to complete
ERA'S POV "M- Ma'am... will I be able to teach my batchmates? Is it alright Does everything seem to be okay?" (This does not imply that you will be a teacher. Since we have finished with the needle and syringe, we will only talk about the evacuated tube system for a short time. You will only be instructing on the procedure. Do you think it's okay with you?) I don't have the ability to veto anything. Tss. It's pointless to refuse their advances. "All right, Ma'am. I'll just send a text message to our section's liaison officer about Mam Can. Can you tell me where the phlebotomy room is?" (I'm fifteen minutes late for class in MT207. Easily take my venipuncture kit from its storage location. You are aware of the passcode, aren't you?) "Yes, Mam," I say." have a lab coat with me." (All right, Miss Ponciano. You may proceed. Thank you so much!) As I dashed to the locker next to the stockroom, I quickly dialed Franz's number. I even took a peek at the lab across the hall, which
ERA'S POV "One seat apart." Oh, my God! He's not my professor now, is he? One seat apart?! How is that possible? What?! Do we have a quiz for him?! Why did I forget that he is my professor this morning and that he will be the one to administer the quiz?! “Sir? Is it true that we'll be having a quiz? Hasn't the discussion come to a close yet—" “Yeah. Our discussion will resume after the quiz is done. For the time being, the quiz will consist of thirty items." I just let out a sigh. It's a shame. What is it about you that makes you act this way? Why are you putting me through this? I had a sour expression on my face throughout the entire quiz. How come he only wrote projections for the Haworth Observatory? Then figure out what kind of monosaccharide it is, because he hasn't even discussed it yet! This is f*cking annoying! "Put down your pens and stop writing. Please pass your papers forward." And then there was the idiot, who was still smiling as he examined each piece of our p
ERA’S POV What do you think? Do you think it's better if I just drown him right here? I was cleaning his pool while it was still dirty, so there was no evidence in it while I was working. But hold on a sec. No one is going to pay me any longer. Let's just put that out of our minds. "Era!" Argh, that's so inconvenient! What is he doing standing in my way? Era, don't pay attention to him. Let's just leave him to rot. "Drink this milk first!" he screamed. No, you keep your mouth shut! It's no longer funny— "Drink it first." I was on the verge of falling into the pool! He's appeared at my side, believe it or not, like a f*cking mushroom! "Why are you acting in this manner, Sir?! Tsk! It's just not funny any longer!" "Although you may be in pain, you should refrain from taking any medication if you are still capable of managing yourself. Warm milk and water would probably be sufficient in their place." He took my pole of pool skimmer net and replaced it with a glass of lukewarm mi
MIKHAIL'S POV It was as if she had been thrown to the ground by a stone. She was startled. I knew I shouldn't have yelled at her, but I'm getting irritated with myself. Extremely stubborn. Her attitude has brought my blood to a boil. To relax, I simply close my eyes tightly. When it comes to this kid, my head hurts. "W- Why?" “Do as I say, okay? No buts!” This kid is making me mad. I can’t— I can’t think straight. I exhaled sharply. Damn it. Because I didn't have a class to attend afterward, I thought it would be a good idea to go to the convenience store and get her some snacks. I bought her a bottle of full-cream milk and a Monte Cristo sandwich. But the thing is, someone is talking to me and they are students like Era. Is this an ambush? "Brother, might I please have your phone number?" “Wow! He's so handsome, look!" Uhh… What am I supposed to do? I'm completely at a loss as to how to react in this situation! Is there anyone who can help me? "I'm sorry, but n- no." “Oh, m
ERA'S POV I didn't sleep the whole trip. How come his voice is pleasant to hear? Why is that? Why does he have all of the characteristics of a blessed person? Why are my leadership abilities skewed? "Cause I've been aiming for Heaven above, but an angel ain't what I need..." Ugh. This is f*cking aggravating. “Era, hey. Wake up.” I was overwhelmed by the pat on the back. His hand is extremely warm, I want to get drowned at his touch. Especially now as he helps me sit up from lying down. "Turn off your aircon... it's cold..." "Have this soup first before you go back to sleep again." Huh? Am I sick? W- Wait a dam minute! Why is my dress different?! "M- My clothes... where are they?" “Ah. I changed your clothes. You were drenched in sweat last night. You almost had a convulsion.” W- What did he say?! He changed what I’m wearing?! “I didn't see anything. Why? Is there any I can… see?” I couldn't stop myself from hitting him. I’m thrilled with what he has done! Why didn’t he ask