Who am I? What happened to me? Why I can't remember anything. All I know is I woke up didn't know how to walk, how to speak completely, it feels like I'm a new born baby but the opposite is I have a grown up body. I'm so weak that I can't even move my muscles. I'm so weak that I can't even mutter a single word. Hera Lopez has been in a coma for 8 years. How can an innocent girl live with all the problems? How will he get along with the people around him? A lot can happen and can be done to him by exploitative people. Would be a professor name Clinton Niccolas Donovan will help and teach her how to survive from cruel and twisted reality or be one of those people who have a cruel intention and motive?...
Chapter 1 1
why are you still here?" My heart was immediately filled with trepidation when I heard his baritone voice from behind me. Even if I didn't look back, I knew the owner of that voice very well. Every day I heard the ma- authority of this speech that gives me a strange feeling of nervousness. Its smell also gnawed at my nose, which was delicious to sniff, as if it was very delicious to hug-
"Ms. Hera Lopez! I'm asking you." This emphatic saying brought me back to my senses. The shiver I felt immediately returned. But why am I nervous, I'm not doing anything bad. He just found me here in the classroom alone because my classmate Sofia told me to wait for him here. "S-ir -ahm-ah" what is that why am I stuttering. "Hera!" Immediately all the hairs on your body stood up because of the way he mentioned my name. I feel like he's telling me not to lie.
"Sir, because Sofia said - I'll take her here" I stammered. And I almost didn't breathe when I felt my back pressed against his strong chest. I didn't even realize that he was behind me.
"Really? For fuck sake! Hera. It's already 7:00 pm" I can feel the restraint in his voice. So even though I was nervous, I slowly faced him. Our two eyes immediately met. And like before I always admired the color of his eyes. He has a the dark brown eyes that I always admire whenever I got the chance to stare at it. Perfect jaw that always clenches when he's annoyed at my classmates. He hates noise. That's why. And now staring at his face clearly mad, made me step back.
"You've been waiting for almost 2 hours Hera!" He half-shouted at me. For me to make shiver in fear. My knees wobbled. My throat went dry. Chill sipped through my body "I-i'm sorry sir- "Damn! Why are you saying sorry to me!" He said in disbelief while staring at me intently. I couldn't stop my tears from falling. He's always like this. He's always making me feel that I always did mistake everyday. I can't anymore. I held back my tears. "Sir. I'm sorry But if I did something wrong, you wouldn't have scolded me. I hope you tell me. It's not like I'm committing a sin against you every day" I almost shouted back at him. I thanked him and I didn't stutter. I immediately looked up. The soft expression on his face made me guilty. it's back to me. I'm a stupid professor. I shouldn't have answered him. I immediately gasped.
I BREATHE deeply while looking at the gate that dad said is the school where he chose me to study. This is the first time I will set foot in this place. For the first time I will study at school and not be taught at home. After I woke up that day three years ago, I found out the reason why I can't remember anything and even when I say words I have difficulty. that's because I've been sleeping in that bed for a long time since I was five years old. "Tu-b-ig" I uttered while papa and the one he called Doc were talking. They immediately gave me a glass of water that didn't fit me and I immediately asked for another glass until I had four glasses of water. After I finished it, I felt a little relief in my throat. After a few weeks of observing me. The Doctor also said that my condition is fine. From then on, dad helped me learn how to walk like a child just starting out. From walking as well as speaking until he hired a "Tutor" so that I could study. In those three years, the only thing I did was study. There were tests that were made to test me so that I could accelerate and keep up with the studies of my peers. And today is that day because I passed all the tests. "Son, I'm warning you. Never go with anyone." Dad warned again. Because this is not the first time I left the house. Whenever dad is not working, he always takes me out of the house so that I can learn to socialize with other people. "Yes, but dad, what should I do when someone talks to me?" I asked as I remembered the first incident when someone asked me one day at the mall where C. R was so I answered him. "MISS where is the road to C.R?" A lady asked me politely. Why did he immediately ask C.R. He should have asked first where our house is because there is a C.R there. "At home. There's C.R there" I answered him with a smile. I also looked around to look for dad. He said he will buy Ice cream for me. "Huh?" I was lifted again by the person who asked me. Who is now looking at me as if in disbelief. His lips are slightly open. "Are you kidding me kid!" Unbelievably screamed this exclamation again. I frowned. "Oh no, you're asking questions so I'm answering you properly. Because Papa said that when someone talks to me, I should talk to them properly so they can say I'm a good girl. But you're bad because you're yelling at me." I have a sweet relationship with him. It just tormented me and then muttered "such an Idiot." "What happened baby?" Dad asked worriedly when he came back as he caught me frowning at the distant bulk of a 'bad girl' "Someone asked because papa where is the C. R" I answered while frowning. Can't accept that someone is oppressing him. Used to his loving father always smiling at him. "What did you say?" Papa asked with a smile. Oh, if only he knew that the woman only tortured me instead of thanking me. "I said that C.R is at home" I answered while looking up at dad. I can clearly see how the smile on his lips was erased when he slapped his forehead. He explained to me that not only our house has a C. R but all the places we can go including the mall has a C. R too. 'I'm the badgirl uh-uh' "Of course talk to him properly. Please baby BE GOOD and make friends."I immediately understood what he meant. I have learned a lot. I know now what I will do. Yes, you already know everything. "Bye pa. Take care" I said goodbye and kissed dad on the cheek before he said goodbye and returned to the taxi he used to get around. While I was walking, my eyes were also rolling around me. From the wide gate I entered earlier, there is a very large school hidden. In front of a building is written 'DONOVAN UNIVERSITY'
"Sir I'm sorry- I'm sorry I-didn't mean t-to- It seems like my world has stopped and I feel like I'm going to fall when I feel my professor's lips. It seems like I'm just a stump standing and not knowing will do." At least you know how to talk back" He seemed to be happy with this promise which just made me frown. I don't understand him, he must be scolding me because I yelled at him. My forehead frowned even more when he apologized to me.
"I'm sorry baby I can't take it anymore" I immediately gasped when he kissed me as if I was thirsty. The slight parting of my lips allowed him to insert his hot tongue inside my mouth. His arms were tightly wrapped around my waist. This is the first time I have felt something like this. A soft moan escaped from my mouth. Especially when he slowly put his hands in my skirt and ran it towards my thighs. Oh! God what is he doing? It feels like my body is on fire and not to mention the tingling sensation on my belly. Oh god! Oh What is this? Is it feeling they called LUST?
Holding the paper where all my schedule for the day and my section are written, I continued walking to find it. Fortunately, after about five minutes of searching, I also found it. When I entered inside, there were many students with their own worlds. In a corner are men gathering on their cellphones. On my left side, there are women happily talking while some of them are busy putting lipstick on their faces. I immediately looked for a place to sit, but there was no vacancy in the front where there were many women sitting there, I had no choice but to sit in the back, mostly men. Maybe it's okay. The important thing is that I can sit somewhere. While I was walking to the empty seat, I didn't know what to do, especially since someone was looking at me. The others even smiled at me, especially the men who were gathering on their cellphones, and now someone is whistling at me. Hmmm maybe they want to make friends. "That's nice dude. Is that new here?" I heard a man say with a playful smile on his lips. Who is he talking about? "I guess" answered their colleague. I just ignored them, because they didn't talk to me or ask me questions. They keep guessing "Hi, is there anyone sitting here?" I looked up when someone asked me a question. He smiled while asking a reason to see his white teeth and his slightly red lips which made it even more beautiful. I can't help but be amazed because of its beauty. I don't know if I should answer or just stare at his face. In the end I just chose to just stare at him. "Uhm miss?" he asked again. I just held my breath. I'm still watching you. "No one is sitting there" I simply answered. Before I continued, I looked at him. I also noticed that he seemed uncomfortable Hmmm. Why is it?
"Why have you been staring at me?" It's a slightly askew question.
"I'm sorry because you're pretty" I answered while pouting. Just now because I saw a new person. All I can see is dad's face when I sleep and when I wake up he is what I always see. So it's nice to know that I will be leaving the house every day because I will finally be able to meet other people.
"Is that so? Thank you" he said still grimacing. Why is it ? Does he not want her to be pretty?
"Aren't you happy that you're pretty?" I frowned when I asked him.
"Oh! Oh! No. It's just..your so... weird"
They say I'm weird. I just snorted at what he said.
"By the way I'm Tiffany Rodrigo and you are?" He said while extending his hand to me. I immediately understood that he knew me so I immediately smiled. I will finally meet someone here.
"I'm Hera Lopez" I kindly introduced myself while happily shaking hands. "Are you new here?" It asked again
"Yes, in fact this is my first time as a student at the school, it's a good thing I accelerated" I energetically answered him. He nodded at my answer. It seems that I don't need to explain much because he already understands what I said.
"So you are not a regular student that's why" He answered with a smile while nodding his head. Maybe it's smart.
"'Girls, I heard that we have a new professor and guess what?" The woman in the first seat almost screamed. They have many groups.
"C'mon Sofia spill it" This girl's companion can't help but urge that they almost look alike because they have the same make-up look. I think it was too much. But they are obviously beautiful.
"There are rumors that the youngest son of Mr. and Mrs. Donovan will be teaching. Because he has finished studying about their business" he said with excitement. " Wait..wait . You mean Clinton Niccolas Donovan the most hot and gorgeous man we met in the club last week?" It's a big, incredulous question. But wait, aren't minors allowed in the club? Why can they enter there? I didn't realize that I was listening to their conversation. Dad said don't listen to the conversation I'm not with. I turned to the person next to me when he touched me.
"Why?" I will ask .
"Do you know what they are talking about?" Tiffany asked me.
"No, why?" Now I got curious too. Whose this new guy.. i mean new professor their talking about .
"He is the son of the owner of the school. And he said that he has wanted to teach for a long time, so Mrs. and Mr. Donovan taught him business first because one day he will be the manager of Donovan Inc. Since Donovan Shipping line went to his older brothers." He explained to me. The new professor they are talking about is rich.
"Why are you telling me?" I asked innocently. Should I know every professor in this school? . Not sure .
"Seriously?.. You are not interested in knowing Who Si Clin i mean Sir Clinton ?" It seems like an unbelievable question to me. Why does this new Professor seem so popular? Why does everyone seem to like it?
While Tiffany and I were talking, the girls didn't stop talking about the same topic. CLINTON NICHOLAS DONOVAN .
"Well, I don't know you" How can I be interested, I've never seen it before.
"Wait until you meet him" He said smiling. "He has a class with us?" I asked "Yeah. You didn't read the schedule note. His name is there.
But it's just one subject?" He sneered. Because of what he said, I reread the Schedule note that I still have. My eyes immediately searched for the name Clinton Niccolas Donovan. History is his subject with us. Since -I'm a tutor, I've studied it. And I can say that this subject is very boring. It's actually the last subject in the afternoon. Maybe no one will listen to it because maybe we're all sleepy.
"But that's a good thing, he has a handle that is senior high because he is fucos in college to teach" He added with a smile.
Not long after, our adviser also arrived where he first introduced me and said that I am not a regular student so they should accompany me properly which made me happy.
Lunch time came. I went to the cafeteria together with Tiffany.
She's really a nice person, Tiffany even treated me a lunch. We were enjoying our food while talking about
THE MOST TOPIC IN OUR SCHOOL. DONOVAN.
I don't even know why we are talking about him. I mean it's okay to talk to someone behind their back. I mean...geez, I don't know what we are doing.
THE Most awaited time came the History subject. Yeah you read it right the most boring subject became a most awaited one. Maybe that's the reason why they gave History subject to Sir. Donovan to catch the attention of the students. But actually my classmates are not listening, they are just staring at the man with a deep brown eyes, A tall guy with a well built body. Even I can't stop my eyes from staring at those eyes that captivated me. He has this cold but dangerous aura surrounding him while his eyes were roaming around to each of my classmates seats until his eyes stopped on mine. My heart beats unconsciously than its normal. am i nervous Maybe yes because he is so intimidating. He didn't look at me for long either.
"Ok class. I know a lot of you already know me but I will introduce myself. I'm Clinton Niccolas Donovan. Call me Sir Clinton instead of Sir Donovan. And I just want you to know my simple and plain rule. "Everyone focused attention on him. No one made any noise, but I know especially the girls in my class, especially in Sofia's group, who seem to be trying not to scream.
"I hate noise. And if you were just sleeping in my discussion better go out and sleep in your house." He said with a warning tone. He must know that his subject is boring. What if I accidentally fall asleep? With that thought, I immediately raised my hand to ask.
"Sir, what if I accidentally fell asleep?" I asked while standing. It immediately turned its gaze to me. The eyes also looked directly into my eyes as if they were reading my personality. I just bit my lip deeply regretting why I asked. The way he looked at me, my legs were getting weak. I hope I didn't really ask. I wish I would just keep quiet. My palms are getting cold because of the nervousness and shyness I feel.
"Oh. You wouldn't like my punishment" He answered smiling. I didn't wait for him to sit me down because my legs lost strength so I just sat down while I felt like I ran far because my heart was beating so fast. I gasped for air because I seemed to be out of breath.
"You heard me. Every mistake there's a punishment" He said to my classmates and focused there. Fortunately, it's not mine anymore, his stares are debilitating. But wait...what, Every mistake there's a punishment?
Why is this professor's Terror? It seems like he wants it to be perfect, we shouldn't do anything he won't like but we might not like his punishment either. The discussion continued
,And I can say that none of my female classmates complained or couldn't sleep.
If you look at it, it's like they're really listening properly, but despite the silences, it's the imaginations that go everywhere with our professor. Mr. Clinton Nicholas Donovan.
"Hi Hera, let's go together"
"Hey dude, I'm lucky so I'm going home with him"
"You know you go home, it will go with me" .
Just a while ago, there were three of them, but the three of my classmates actually followed me one after the other.
"Ahm. I'm sorry that dad said that I would only go with him" Hera answered innocently to the men who followed her.
"But if you want we can go out the gate together" He added with a smile so they wouldn't be sad that he couldn't keep up with them. While his classmates who wanted to take him looked at each other as if they couldn't believe it. Others were insulted because of the girl's innocence that was not hidden while speaking.
"Yeah much better" His classmate Kyle didn't have his own anger. One of the young men who wanted to accompany him home now seems to be weak.
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