Amy's POV:
Vaughn brings me to a canteen in the business faculty. It's my first time here. As soon as we found ourselves seats, people around us almost disappeared. I didn't think they were done eating yet because I saw food on their plates.
Every time I was with him people seemed to go away. Maybe I should consider this seriously, but not now. Maybe later when I was at home, while cooking or studying to distract myself for no good reason.
Relax Amy! It's your second time with him. What could possibly go wrong?
He bought me juice which I didn't even touch. Why would he treat me? Actually, why would he even buy me here? He's my senior from another faculty so it cannot be about college or study or anything, right?
He didn't seem to be a bad guy…maybe a little bit. Only because I still get a chilly and uneasy feeling around him. But it could be all in my head. It's not like he treated me badly or even rudely... Unlike someone.
"First that mean guy, now this cold senior... I won't be surprised if that pretty lady appears out of the blue. At least I remember her as an elegant one."
"Ha hah!"
I looked up at his face. Did he just chuckle? Why?
"..." I shut my mouth and mind at once.
"Keep going..." He smiled a smile that looked like a smirk.
"I want to go." I said loud and clear, not that loud…but still.
"Why? Are you afraid of me?"
"NO!" Well, that came out a bit louder than I intended. "I mean why would I?"
"..."
"You seem like a nice person." From inside.
"Hahaha I should record this and show it to some specific people around me." He looked... happy?
Sigh!
At least, he's having fun. I am glad my crazy misery makes him feel happy.
Sigh!!
"Talk to me." He switched back to being serious. Like he wasn't laughing a second ago.
"I don't want to… and I don't have to." I said finally having enough.
"..."
"Look! with all respect I'm thankful for this." I pointed at the glass in front of me that I didn't even touch. "You took your time and bought me here for no specific reason. I am glad you seem to enjoy my company. But let me go today. I'm having a..." I bowed down and started picking at my nails unconsciously.
"Someone was being mean to me. I don't mind his words but the way he looked at me..." I closed my eyes and a gorgeous face appeared in front of my closed eyes. I clenched my fists.
I stood up at once. Who needs this nutty senior's permission to leave? I'll just go…
"Sit."
"Okay..." I sat back down.
Salute to my patheticness!
That's not even a real thing. I didn't know if to laugh or cry at myself.
"I guess you're having a bad day…" He started.
"Wow you solved a great mystery." I cut in sarcastically.
"..." He glared.
"Sorry." I bowed down like a kid who stole and ate someone else's candy.
"Now you're going to tell me what exactly happened."
I just looked at him. He raised an eyebrow like challenging me. Let's see if I can disobey him... No.
"Fine, I'll tell you. Gawd, you're so stubborn... No offense, okay." I said exasperated he just smirked.
"So I met a guy..."
"Okay..." He looked amused already.
"Nah nah don't be amused. It's not like that. At all. Just hear me out." I placed my elbow on the table sitting in a more relaxed position before starting.
"Okay so last week I met a guy. A handsome one. Actually I have met four guys, all handsome and charming in their own special way " He raised an amused brow at my confession, making me clear my throat.
"Ahem, that's not the real point. Well, the guy I met for the first time, I yelled at him. On his damn face. With great potential. Later, he came to me, that was the same day by the way, and treated me so kindly." For some reason that made him scoff but I continued.
"I hurt myself a little, he came to me out of the blue, and applied ointment on my hand. Can you believe that?" He shook his head. Maybe he wanted to laugh but didn't. Anyways.
"He did the dressing, before leaving he even wished me healing. We separated on a good note. Or at least that's what I thought. Because after that day I tried to look for him." He raised an eyebrow so I explained my good intentions.
"Hey, I just wanted to thank him for his kindness. It doesn't seem like a big deal to you but it was special for me because I don't even remember when was the last time someone cared about me being hurt other than my parents, you know." He furrowed his brows.
"Usually I don't feel any pain... It's just like a slight sensation in my muscles then my nerves tell me something is going wrong in my body." Maybe I am going too deep. He tilted his face like he's judging me. From now on he's gonna treat me as a weirdo or maniac. Great!
"Actually forget what I just said. The point is that I get hurt a lot. I bruised, I bleed. But no one really came with medicines in their freaking hand to take care of me. But he did. And that touched me. Not in a romantic way but still..." He smiled a little. I smiled back just out of habit.
"Today I finally saw him. He was just sitting and looking good. And I admit that I was hella happy to see him. I went to greet him. And guess what! He didn't even recognize me. Can you believe that?" He looked slightly confused.
"Of course you can't. That's so unusual. Like how many people did he get to apply ointment on in five freaking days to forget completely about me!" I hit the table with my fists.
"Are you sure?"
"About?"
"That he didn't recognize you?"
"Obviously duh! He looked me in the eye and asked 'who are you?'" I made a face to mimic him.
"He even said he doesn't know me. On top of that he asked me to leave. Urgh, that was so embarrassing. I just looked at his face while he was giving me both irritated and annoyed looks. He did not just say all that like a normal human being, he shouted that at me. As if he was making sure that not a soul left without hearing that. Oh please, allow me to vanish in thin air."
I tried to hit my head on the table, but my forehead landed on something soft. Well, soft enough to not let me hurt my head. I raised my head and saw his hand on the table. Even his kindness is too much for me.
"So that's how sweet revenge tastes like." I murmur to myself.
"What?" He looked curious.
"I yelled at him in front of his friends."
"...?"
"So he hit me back first with his act of kindness. He treated me in a way that makes me feel special. And today he hit me hard while yelling at me in front of everyone. Now we're kinda even." I tried to make a sad face that girls usually make. I'm not sure if I am making it right.
"Only an idiot can do something like that." He commented.
"I do that...all the time."
"..." He was dumbfounded. Haha
"When someone treats me unfairly, or even talks to me rudely. I treat them in the bestest way possible, making them feel special and ashamed of themselves at the same time." I smirked a little.
He just looked at me in disbelief. Watching his face, I shut my mouth while biting my lower lip.
"Now that I've told you everything. Can I leave?" He kept looking at me "Pretty please..." I tried to act cute like any other girl but failed miserably. Damnit!
He didn't say anything, just kept his gaze on me. Can I take that as a yes?
I was contemplating when a hand came towards me and landed on the front side of my head. He was patting me!!!
"Are you trying to comfort me?" I asked out loud. He just smiled.
"I'm just making sure if you had enough brain in there or not."
This one is mean too.
May all good looking guys trip over nothing and fall flat on their good-for-nothing handsome faces kissing the floor fair and square!
I tried to glare at him, while not daring to slap his hand away. How dare he touch me! I leaned forward and took a sip of the juice in front of me. Still glaring at him.
As soon as I felt coldness and sweetness in my mouth, I felt my head clear up a bit.
Wow, it's tasty. What is this flavor? I've never tried it before. Should I ask this senior about what he got me?
Wait! Why am I even drinking this? I sat back on my chair.
On second thought, I've already taken a few sips. It's not like he can drink this now.
Sigh!
Pathetic of the day award goes to Amy!
I leaned forward and took a sip again, a really big one. So that I don't have to sip again and again in front of this senior, who keeps staring at me like I'm his favorite person in the world.
He was chuckling while looking at my face. Maybe my cheeks puffed up because of too much juice in my mouth.
"Drink slowly, no one is stealing." He ruffles my bangs. Annoying senior whose-name-always-slipped-out-of-my-mind.
"So what should we do with the handsome guy of yours?"
I choke on my new favorite juice.
"He's not…cough…mine."
"Yet." He narrowed his eyes while smirking at me pointedly, leaving me speechless.
"Should I kidnap him? Or took him behind the college and beat him to a pulp?"
My eyes widened.
"Maybe if we hit his head hard enough he would remember you."
Well, that makes me smile.
"What if you took his right arm and I took his left and then we heaved him together all the way up to the rooftop. Then threaten him to throw him off the roof if he refuses to recognize you."
Now I was laughing out loud.
"If he didn't recognize you even after all the threatening then... We'll make him kneel down and apologize."
I covered my mouth trying to stop laughing but I imagined the scenario in my head vividly and laughed out again.
"Tell me, Amy, you want a written apology or an oral one." He tried to wiggle his eyebrows at me but failed, making me laugh even more.
Then the senior gave me a few seconds to calm myself down. Thank you very much! Ah my tummy hurts from all the laughing.
"I was right!" I murmur.
"About?" He mimicked.
"About you being a nice guy." I smiled but for some reason he fell quiet.
After seeing that my smile is not going anywhere, he gave up and smiled back.
"Thank you, Amy!" He said lightly. I wanted to ask 'for what?' but then decided not to.
Let's just go with the flow.
"You're welcome, senior Vorenzo." I said back. But for some reason he threw his head back and laughed out.
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