Instead of backing away, I kept my eyes on him and observe his features. A blade nose and burrowed cheekbones, his appearance only to die for. His curls were midnight black. I couldn't help to notice leathery black strands flopping over his face which to my distaste was veiling some of his enticing features.
Over all, he’s a perfect description of an angel.
"He might melt." I heard someone clear their throat.
I blinked and looked down at my open textbook. Ave’s chuckles made my lips twitched. I bit my lower lip and resumed reading. What’s wrong with me?! I haven’t been this interested to a guy! I gripped my book trying to calm myself.
"Have you finished your plates?"
I refrained from looking in front of me and put my attention on what I’m reading.
"Half of it," the man’s baritone reply to Neveah.
My grip on the textbook page tightened. The pages crumpled. I winced and ran my hand over it before fixing its tangled part.
"I haven't started the second type of construction drawings yet," I heard Sadie mutter. "I have four more to do!"
The man laughed softly making my chest pounded.
"Just the finishing drawing for me."
I bit my tongue and forced myself to focus my attention on what I was reading. The archi guy was making me feel uneasy and an unfamiliar feeling that I couldn't understand.
"You’re so serious there our dear Rory!"
I sighed and turned to Ave.
"Shut up." I rolled my eyes and accidentally looked straight ahead.
I simply calmed myself down and immediately avoided looking at the man. What's wrong with me?!
"Are you on period, Dr. Hermosa?" Rebel teasingly uttered which made me roll my eyes.
"Do you want me to slap you with this book?" I threateningly gestured my right hand holding a book to him, "so, shut up, will you?"
The asshole just laughed. His eyes playfully side glance at the archi guy's direction with a grin on his lips. I closed my eyes tightly, getting irritated.
"Distracted." Ave whistled then turned to Neveah, "introduce us to the newcomer." She laughs as she gave me a glance.
I groaned in annoyance but she just chuckled in response. I frowned and put aside the textbook as well as the highlighters I had used.
I stood up and turned to her. "I’ll be in the library."
"Neveah has someone to introduce." She pouted her lips in front, “just stay put there, okay?"
I sighed heavily before sitting. I folded my arms while looking at the book I was reading earlier.
"So, Chai..."
My head turned to Neveah's direction when she spoke.
Kai? Like the main dancer of EXO?
I pouted as my shook my head. Ave's a fan of them. She always tells me about how she wanted them to comeback since some of the members were in military. It's a tradition or more like a law in South Korea to enter military when you turned twenty-eight years old. It's a mandatory too.
"This is our med friends," Neveah laugh a bit. "The most outstanding med students here in our university, though..."
"Hey! Don't ruin our images Nevi!"
"It's just you!"
And here they go again; bickering like an elementary student.
"Fine! I won’t!" Neveah laughed then turned to me. "She's our smart friend with an inborn photographic memory!"
I grimaced when she clapped her hands along with Amira. I shake my head. They look like fools.
"I'll introduce myself," Ave laughed softly. "I'm Astraea Venus Rojas, your future psychologist!"
I sneered because of her introduction.
"Why did you put ‘your’?" his cousin laughed at her. "Rory's seem unpleased with that."
I just rolled my eyes. "Shut it."
Ave nudge me and point the archi guy. "Introduce yourself."
"You already mentioned my name," my eyebrows furrowed. "It's no use."
She just raised an eyebrow at me. I sighed and looked ahead. The archi guy were still looking at me. I swallowed. This is awkward!
"Rue Mallory Hermosa."
I immediately looked down at the books on the table. I caught a glimpse of him, smiling a bit when I introduce myself.
"Chayim Neo Fontanilla."
I was stunned and unconsciously lifted my head to him. His smiling face welcomed my sight. My chest throbbed because of his stare.
"Nice to meet you, Rue Mallory."
And that's when I forgot how ugly my name is from the way he spoke with his soft and soothing voice.
"So, what can you say about..."
"He's nice."
"Nice? What else?"
Ave nudged me. I sighed heavily. Why is she so curious about my reaction on that guy, anyway?
"Can you just accept my answer?" I arched an eyebrow.
She pouted her lips while holding my arm. I rolled my eyes and continue searching for a book. I ran my fingers through the rows of the books on the shelves before picking up ‘The Psychology of Perception by Vernon, M. D’ then placing it on the table.
"Are you going to read again?" Amira sighed as she looked at the book, "can't you at least rest?"
"This is my rest," I mutter as I started flipping the pages of the book.
We are in the Bobst library. I actually dragged her here with me. I wasn't comfortable of staying there with that archi guy. He's giving me feels that I shouldn't be.
"This is boring," Ave said in a sing song voice while resting her chin on her palm.
"You can leave me here," I said.
"I'll stay." She pouted her lips. "I’ll just take a nap."
I just shook my head and continue reading.
I'm at the half page of the book when I heard the bell rang. I pouted my lips. I looked at the book that I was holding and returned it back to the shelves with a heavy heart. If I could just bring it with me.
"You can just borrow it."
I looked at Ave who was standing with her bag. I turned to her and pointed to the books that I have; lying on the table. It’ll just be hard for me to carry if I’ll I borrow another book.
"Let's go," I said then closed the bag and took the books.
We went to the Hemmerdinger hall where the symposium will be held. But I invited Ave first to come with me to our room to put our bags.
"We already have seats," Ave told me while we're walking towards the hall.
"Rebel reserved for us?" she nodded.
We arrived in the gym at the exact time. We immediately headed to Rebel's place. I hide my disappointment when I didn't see the transferee in Architecture department.
"Chai’s not here." Neveah welcomed me as I sat down and then laughed, "he’s busy doing something in our room."
"Who cares?" I tsk-ed but she just laughed.
I snickered and focused my attention in front. They really should stop teasing me to that archi student. I’m here to study not to find a boyfriend or someone to be called as mine. Besides I’m already contended with my books. They’re my love life.
"Is this seat already taken?"
My breathing hitched. I slowly lifted my head which I regretted. In front of me was the transferee of Architecture department. I groaned in frustration. Oh great.
"Chai!"
I bit my tongue and focus my attention in front of me. I put all my attention to the person who’s talking in the stage as I tried not to look beside me. In my peripheral vison, I could see him staring at me.
“And since when did you got interested in symposium?” Ave nudged me.
I snorted. “Along ago.”
She chuckles. Ave knows that this is boring for me. But what else should I do to divert my attention? Knowing that someone was looking at me and making my chest thumps loudly as if it will be going to burst in no time.
“I heard Amethyst from our department has an eye on you.”
“I’m not interested on her.”
“Not just Amethyst but also Danica from Education and Haley from Law.”
Neveah mentioned those famous girls in different departments. They’re all elites and beauties. He’s really popular.
I gripped the hem of my skirt when I heard the guy beside me chuckle deeply. I bit my lip as I felt something in my chest. Why am I feeling this? This is not right! I just met him for goodness sake!
“I already have someone.” He said taking all my hopes away.
“You okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“You’re really pale.”
I bit my lower lip. “Well, I’m fair.”
I mentally faced palm from my lame excuse. Rebel’s eyebrows quirked up. I shake my head, gesturing him that I’m really okay.
“Your paleness wasn’t normal at all, Rue.” He looked at me, eyes were serious. “Did he hurt you again?”
I shake my head. “He didn’t.”
“Then why do you look like you’re in pain?”
My lips crooked up. He’s deducing me like I’m a case. This will turnout into a long conversation. I shake my head and smiled broadly, indicating that I’m okay and there was nothing wrong with me.
“That’s creepy,” he commented; his eyebrows furrowed.
“Your face somehow.” I chuckled.
He made a face and pinch my nose. “You’re being secretive again.”
I just bit my lower lip and give him a shrug. Rebel’s good at deducing people and make them admit or confess what they’re hiding. After all, he’s a law student so I’m not surprise from that.
“I’m craving for milk tea!” Neveah groaned.
“Let’s buy then,” his boyfriend Rebel said.
“You’re always spoiling me!”
“I love you, that’s why.”
I fought my urge to react at the couple and jut sigh. Ironic how I manage to be with these two. Ave’s not with us due to a family emergency. I heard her parents got home from the Philippines.
“I’m going home,” I said.
Rebel looked at me. “We’ll take you home.”
I shook my head, dismissing his offer. I can handle myself besides I know they have a date. I don’t want to be a ‘third-wheel’ that’s the least thing I could involve myself with.
“Are you sure, Rue?” he raised a brow.
“Yes Dad.” I roll my eyes.
He chuckles and mess my hair. I groaned as I shot him a glare. I always wonder why boys loves to mess our hair? Do they benefit by doing that?
As soon as I arrived home, I immediately headed upstairs. My dad was nowhere to be found. Probably spending his time with his fiancée. Tiredness engulf my being as I drag my body on the bed. I took a deep sigh and stare at the beige ceiling. I shut my eyes tightly feeling exhausted and weary. Slowly, I rose up and look outside the window.
The city lights met my sight. Our house may seem the place where my nightmares began, but it’s also the place where I could see the lights laid in front of me. It’s a three-storey house and located at one of the most beloved and desirable neighborhoods in New York.
I heaved a sigh as I look up on the dark sky. Even in the velvet dark there is the light of the stars, perhaps a promise that even when we yearn for the light of the sun there will be those stars to bring hope of the dawn.
It is always the light we crave, for without it what is our world?
I closed my eyes and let the wind caressed my skin. I didn’t know why his face appear. Those deep ocean-blue eyes that will take your soul away. He keeps lurking in my mind up until now.
And I’m afraid of what it can cause me.
I suddenly remember those quotes and lines on the romance books that I had read out of boredom.
They say the world around you stops when you met the person that is destined to you. It was like your invisible red thread connects to the person your destined to meet regardless of time and place or circumstance; the thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break.
I bit my lip and shake my head. Fuck destiny we are all going to die, anyway.
“What is love?” “Love is Neveah.” “Ew! Corny!” My lips formed into thin line as I heard my friends voices. They won’t never get tired arguing. I sigh. As if they would, that’s their favorite hobby to do. Seriously, they always fight and argue even in the smallest thing. “Could you please let me be in peace?” Goodness. I could feel my patience slowly disappearing. I’m a psych student and one of our traits were having a very long patience. But if you’re with this kind of people, I don’t know if you can be really patient. “Sorry Rue,” Rebel glared at his cousin before looking at me. “Astraea’s acting like a kid, again.” I roll my eyes when I saw how Ave’s face reddened, indicating that she’s going to blow up. “I’m not a kid!” she even stomped her feet onto the ground while shooting a glare at Rebel. My eyes went down on my books before taking a deep sigh. I quietly gather all my things on my arms and stood
“She really said those?!” Neveah’s laugh echoed around the corner of the restaurant.“That’s Rue for you,” Rebel chuckles.“Can you stop talking about it?” I raised a brow. “You’re making a show.”The couple just laugh at me. I roll my eyes. I think this issue will last for weeks. Knowing them, they won’t stop taking about it.“Rory’s the kind of person who will make you feel; like you’re the stupidest person alive.”Seriously? When will they stop? They keep recalling what happened in our class.“Someone’s going to join us,” Neveah smile widely. “I hope you don’t mind.”“We won’t,” Ave smirks. “But Rory will.”Oh great.Suddenly, I heard murmurs and giggles behind us.“He’s really a hottie!”“Hold me girl! I think I will fai
It’s weekend but instead of resting I keep myself busy in reviewing our previous topics. I often hear my friends complainants about how engrossed I am in reading books and in studying. This is a part of my life. I couldn’t tell why do I never get tired or bored from those. It’s like my own kind of energy. I heaved a deep sigh and stretch my arms. My eyes look down on my phone when I heard it rang. My lips crooked up as I answer Rebel’s call. “You’re not going to bury yourself in books, are you?” I chuckle. He didn’t even say ‘hello’. “What do you think?” I hummed. Rebel groaned on the other line. I pursed my lips. I bet he’ll go here and drag me to his place. “I’ll fetch you.” As expected, he’s not going to stop until he keeps me away from my books! “Whatever.” I roll my eyes and ended the call. As soon as I ended the call, I immediately headed towards the bathroom. My thoughts started to swirl around my mind li
“I’m surprised that you’re going out.”“I know the word ‘fun’ after all.”“Glad that you know the word unlike the person that I knew.”I stop myself from rolling my eyes. The asshole’s technically pertaining to me. I know the word ‘fun’ I’m not stupid!How I wish I have the power to teleport to any places. Because honestly speaking, I wanted to disappear right now. This is Rebel’s fault. I should have been having fun reading my textbooks instead of getting myself into this place.“Rory’s getting bored,” Neveah said in a singsong voice.“Yes, so let me get out of here.” I demanded.She shakes her head then smile mischievously. I snickered. Should I be nervous because of her smile?Yes, I should be, but too late.“Yay! Double date!”Can I just disappear right now? Goodness! The couple s
I could not move my body. It was as if I wanted to wish that I would never have woken up again because of the intensity of the pain I was feeling in my back. It hurts and aches. All I could do was to mutter curses from what I'm feeling.I looked out the window and realized it was afternoon. I no longer wonder why I slept so long. It wasn't new for me to get beaten me by my father with his leather belt. My body got used from his beatings, but it cannot get rid the fact that it causes me severe pain and scars that leave a trace from the torturous experience that happened to me at my father’s hands.I slowly sat up in my bed. I winced. Looks like I'll need to treat this right away. I don't want to go in the University again with an aching body. Because I'm sure even if I hide it, the Rojas cousins will still know.I put on my slippers and slowly walked to the bathroom. I immediately searched for my first aid kit. I groaned. I will have a hard time treating
When the exam comes closer, I'm all of a tingle. My body is reacting like there's a gorilla about to beat the crap out of me instead of being faced with a sheet of questions in General Psychology. In the cool of the classroom I can ace this stuff, I know I can. But my body is preparing for a marathon instead of sitting still for a couple of hours. I'm going to sit on that wooden chair while my brain fights the urge to walk -no run like hell - out the door. I won't though, I'll sit and write the test, but when my mind is in full on freak-out mode it's hard recall the details.“Begin.”I let out a deep sigh as I held the rollerball pen tightly. Chewing my lip, I closed my eyes and began recalling the main topics that we discussed last month. My friends always say that I have a photographic memory. They didn’t lie though. But study also says that there’s no proof that it does exist. Well, should I tell them about my existence?Why is critica
“I’m nervous!”“What if I fail?!”“Omg! Here’s the result!”I watched how the students hysterically lined up; creating a ruckus in front of the announcement board. It's the judgement day. The day where our midterm exam result will come out. Their faces show how nervous they are as if the result will be the cause of their death. I remained calm in my position as I folded my arms and watched the students gathered in front of me. You can't say that I'm comfortable with this situation just because of my calm expression. Like them, I also feel anxious and nervous about the result. But I have confidence in myself. I am confident in those months or reviews and preparation that I did.Of course, if you were in my position you would definitely be complacent because you did something. Unlike others, when the midterm exam comes, they will have a realization that they should have prepared for the exam. T
“The social dyad is a group consisting of two people. It is the basic unit of socialbehavior.”I massaged my temples as I read our topic in Social Psychology: Interacting with People textbook. I keep reading the terms contained here but none of them enter my brain and I am unable to comprehend. I groaned frustratedly. Because of that man… “Argh! Focus Rue!” I tapped my cheeks and narrowed my eyes on the textbook. With that, I started reading the very first page of our topic. I push myself to focus from it despite of my trouble mind. Next week, Mrs. Chopin will give another quiz. I’m not a fan of procrastinating because I hate the idea of rushing, and being pressure to finish works at the last minute. I like being an ‘advance learner’. When I think it still not enough; I will find a way to go deeper into what I think I can understand. I'm the type of person who gets bored easily with something and finds distractions, so when I feel close to finishin
“I had been seeing you with Chayim this past few weeks, huh.” “It was just a mere interaction.” “So going at the café every morning was your kind of 'mere interaction'?” I rolled my eyes. “What do you need, Rebellious?” He folded his arms, a grin was plastered on his lips. “I was just asking,” he laughed. “You’re not fond of going out with someone especially a man to your favorite café.” I didn’t give him a response instead I continue flipping the pages of my book. There’s no point in answering his question, he’ll just going to throw question over and over again. He’s that annoying. “Curious.” He hummed. “It’s curious that you’re starting to be comfortable with a guy other than me and my twin.” “It’s called being friendly, ass.” He laughed. Rebellious wouldn’t just stop being so nosy, e? “Can you just go and flirt with your girlfriend instead?” I raised a brow. “You’re getting into my nerves.” He
My emotions swirls and entangled like a thread. I found myself drowning with his eyes.“I believe we have something to talk about,” he said in his low baritone voice.I kept my face straight as I look at him.“There’s none,” I answered.He pursed his lips then folded his arms. “You’re still doing it, right?”My forehead creased. What is he talking about?“Doing what?”“Bingeing and purging.”I was stunned from what he said. I gulp. Panic consumes inside me. He really knows everything. I don’t know what to feel.No one has ever know what I had been doing in my life. Even what he just said right now. I always keep this to myself.Because no one can understand.My eyes narrowed when he started taking small steps towards me. I staggered backwards as I tightened my hold on my tote bag. He's ocean blue eyes were darkly staring at me.
The first thing that welcome me when I woke up was his message. Chayim Neo: Good morning, hermosa. Isaiah 55:12, You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands. Start your day with a smile. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to calm myself. My heart is beating so fast! It’s just a good morning message and a bible verses but I look like a fool freaking out because of it. I inhaled sharply and rush into the bathroom when I saw the time. I hastily comb my hair as I grab my tote bag. I hurried out of the room while wearing the ID around my neck. I frowned when I heard a car horn outside the house. Rebel greeted me as I exited the gate. He as folding his arms while leaning onto his red Lexus car. He’s playing his car key with his fingers, looking at me with a playful smile etched on his lip. I roll my eyes as I went towards him. “Didn’t k
I watched him stand up while I remain seating on the floor. Chayim turned to me and gave me a smile that causes my heart to react like crazy. He extended his hand on me. I unconsciously accepted his hand and gasp when he abruptly pulled me up. “Let’s buy some ice cream,” he chuckles. He didn’t let go my hand and grip it softly. He then grabs my totty bag on the floor and place it on his left shoulder. I puckered my lips trying not to smile. He looks so adorable in my totty bag. We walk outside the room holding each other hands. My cheeks flush at the thought of everyone seeing us in this state. We are both silent while walking towards the store. Some students are looking at us in surprise and confuse expression. I suddenly feel embarrass and uneasy with those looks. I feel so small. I’m with the famous Chayim Neo Fontanilla so it’s given that I should feel this. “Chocolate?” he asked when we enter inside the ice cream shop.
“The social dyad is a group consisting of two people. It is the basic unit of socialbehavior.”I massaged my temples as I read our topic in Social Psychology: Interacting with People textbook. I keep reading the terms contained here but none of them enter my brain and I am unable to comprehend. I groaned frustratedly. Because of that man… “Argh! Focus Rue!” I tapped my cheeks and narrowed my eyes on the textbook. With that, I started reading the very first page of our topic. I push myself to focus from it despite of my trouble mind. Next week, Mrs. Chopin will give another quiz. I’m not a fan of procrastinating because I hate the idea of rushing, and being pressure to finish works at the last minute. I like being an ‘advance learner’. When I think it still not enough; I will find a way to go deeper into what I think I can understand. I'm the type of person who gets bored easily with something and finds distractions, so when I feel close to finishin
“I’m nervous!”“What if I fail?!”“Omg! Here’s the result!”I watched how the students hysterically lined up; creating a ruckus in front of the announcement board. It's the judgement day. The day where our midterm exam result will come out. Their faces show how nervous they are as if the result will be the cause of their death. I remained calm in my position as I folded my arms and watched the students gathered in front of me. You can't say that I'm comfortable with this situation just because of my calm expression. Like them, I also feel anxious and nervous about the result. But I have confidence in myself. I am confident in those months or reviews and preparation that I did.Of course, if you were in my position you would definitely be complacent because you did something. Unlike others, when the midterm exam comes, they will have a realization that they should have prepared for the exam. T
When the exam comes closer, I'm all of a tingle. My body is reacting like there's a gorilla about to beat the crap out of me instead of being faced with a sheet of questions in General Psychology. In the cool of the classroom I can ace this stuff, I know I can. But my body is preparing for a marathon instead of sitting still for a couple of hours. I'm going to sit on that wooden chair while my brain fights the urge to walk -no run like hell - out the door. I won't though, I'll sit and write the test, but when my mind is in full on freak-out mode it's hard recall the details.“Begin.”I let out a deep sigh as I held the rollerball pen tightly. Chewing my lip, I closed my eyes and began recalling the main topics that we discussed last month. My friends always say that I have a photographic memory. They didn’t lie though. But study also says that there’s no proof that it does exist. Well, should I tell them about my existence?Why is critica
I could not move my body. It was as if I wanted to wish that I would never have woken up again because of the intensity of the pain I was feeling in my back. It hurts and aches. All I could do was to mutter curses from what I'm feeling.I looked out the window and realized it was afternoon. I no longer wonder why I slept so long. It wasn't new for me to get beaten me by my father with his leather belt. My body got used from his beatings, but it cannot get rid the fact that it causes me severe pain and scars that leave a trace from the torturous experience that happened to me at my father’s hands.I slowly sat up in my bed. I winced. Looks like I'll need to treat this right away. I don't want to go in the University again with an aching body. Because I'm sure even if I hide it, the Rojas cousins will still know.I put on my slippers and slowly walked to the bathroom. I immediately searched for my first aid kit. I groaned. I will have a hard time treating
“I’m surprised that you’re going out.”“I know the word ‘fun’ after all.”“Glad that you know the word unlike the person that I knew.”I stop myself from rolling my eyes. The asshole’s technically pertaining to me. I know the word ‘fun’ I’m not stupid!How I wish I have the power to teleport to any places. Because honestly speaking, I wanted to disappear right now. This is Rebel’s fault. I should have been having fun reading my textbooks instead of getting myself into this place.“Rory’s getting bored,” Neveah said in a singsong voice.“Yes, so let me get out of here.” I demanded.She shakes her head then smile mischievously. I snickered. Should I be nervous because of her smile?Yes, I should be, but too late.“Yay! Double date!”Can I just disappear right now? Goodness! The couple s