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Shinai Indigo likes to ostracized the idea that Jordan Edon is the love of her life that she is been waiting for— the cherry on top of her cupcake. It is been reknown that he has feelings for her but she can’t assume that the spreading of that wildfire news is a spectacular truth. It is what it is—her perspective about this won’t change. She likes to think that this cheery sunshine is just feeling the boredom of adulthood that he decided that she will become his target.

She pressed her forehead. She is having difficulty assessing the situation— he is giving her a major headache. When can he stop pestering her for good?

She fixed her posture. Eyes went towards the portrait of the snapshot taken from years ago. It was a remarkable moment—finishing the last anno of their high school life. It was a picture of two young teenagers, a guy and a girl to be explicit. The golden brown shade of the skin of the young man is still visible in the photo. His hand wasraising above his head, holding the graduation cap with his left hand.

His smile looking so bright— it’s scalding to look at. The other hand is occupying the shoulder of the girl whose height didn’t even reached the guy’s shoulder. Her mouth formed an expression of displeasure. The corners of her lip are turned down. She’s frowning— looking at the camera with eyes scowling “murder”. Her cheeks are red—looking flush. With her pale skin tone, standing next to the guy made her look like she is ready to drink the blood of the living. Both expressions are ostensibly opposite from each other.

She grimaced and averted her gaze towards the photograph.

It’s them.

It is the picture of her and Jordan taken after the graduation ceremony.

The sides of her lip formed a smile.

They both came a long way—conditions are a lot better in comparison to the preceding past of their yesterday.

She inhaled a breath- satisfied with the devoid state of inhaling air in her nostrils without the trepidation of the fear of having to force herself to move with an urgent haste into the next activity. She got out from that phase of being pressured to perpetuate her spot as one of the excellent student of her class. She is free from all that now. She can do what she wants without trying to endure the thought of wanting to please the oldies. Oldies are hard to deal with- hard to satisfy. They are too firm implementing their beliefs of their olden days— but the honest truth of the obvious fact that is that their outdated dogmas are not truly helping the young ones. It’s only adding a vehement feeling of being anxious, as a child’s young mind is too receptive towards the views and customs that surround them. It was tough for her to deal with all those stresses. But it was over now.

“Nai. Are you there? I brought you an orange marmalade juice.” A gentle knocking is heard outside her room. The visile voice coming from a male made her frown. She can envision the smile on that man’s face that is already ready to be seen at this time.

“It’s not locked. You can come in now.” Her pitched advanced as she said her words in a high tone. She doesn’t like stretching her vocal cords— whenever she starts toforcely magnify her tone it always left her throat dry and strained. That’s why she never liked the idea of shouting at the top of her lungs.

The door was pushed slowly—halfway through that she saw his neck craning while having that sneaked look on his face. The sides of his mouth moved— followed by a cheeky grin.

“Hey there, baby!” He chirped with that beaming smile present in his ever refreshing, astonishing handsome face that gives off a polished explosion of positivity that could catch anyone’s attention.

She narrowed her eyes— glaring at him softly. She doesn’t understand why she is stopping herself from releasing an antagonized glare. She frowned at the thought. Why can’t she dispense the blazing fumed style of staring?

He winked at her after seeing her frown. She frowned even more after seeing him doing it. What is he trying to do? And why is she letting herself be affected by this good looking man having an angular visage?

She hissed after catching herself from adoring this man’s features. She stood there— standing like an immobile robot waiting for a signal to make movements.

He starts to make steps—it’s easy to make strides having long skeletons. In fleeting seconds he is already standing in front of her looking at her with an intensified gaze that she can’t withstand. She withdrew her own gaze from looking at him and instead focused on the plastic bag he is holding.

“You didn’t ask for a paper bag?” The crispness of his chuckles made her jolt. The sensation of the tingles creeping into her body— she can’t explain the interesting feeling. She took a step back- putting herself in a safe distance. The fastening tight knot she felt when his body is inches closer to hers almost took her ability to breathe the oxygen present in the atmosphere.

“Nai is taking her role seriously as an environmentalist is impressive.” He eyed her with a glint of mischief in his eyes, placing his fingers on his chin.

“You can take your eyes off me. You’ve been staring for so long.” A half-suppressed chuckle came from him. Making her eyebrows furrowed.

“10 seconds, Nai. It’s not that long. And besides you are used at me staring at you. What changed now?” He is right. He always gives her his prolonged gaze. It’s been going on for years. And she was cool to take and received that without trying to implement some weird meaning behind his way of doing it. So, why is she reacting like this? She is not supposed to act like this.