Chapter 5 5

YNNAH

Summer vacation was over means, this was my first day of school for being a graduating college student in La Salle University. Actually, I studied here when I was freshmen but after the recognition day I transferred to Korea for 2 years and I continued my study of legal management there. And yes! I was taking legal management not because of my family but because of me. I want to pursue law, and my parents support me so no worries.

When I arrived at our classroom, all eyes were on me. I raised an eyebrow causing them to immediately return to what they were doing. I took a deep breath as I chose to sit at the back near the window. When I already settled at my seat, I heard whispers behind me which made me rolled my eyes in the air.

Students and their business.

"She's pretty but she looks rude, who is she? I think I just saw her here at our school. "

"Maybe a transferee, I heard she's from Korea."

"Wow, this school is awesome, there's a lot of transferees."

"Yes."

Those are just a few of the positive sides to the whisper I heard. There are also negative sides like this.

"Omg girl! Just a beginner but rude? Does she thought it makes her beautiful? Pathetic."

"Yeah right! Just don't make the mistake of fighting us."

"That's right! She's ugly, she looks rubbish."

"Eww-,"

I just ignored them and just focused my attention on the book I was reading when our instructor arrived who was in his late 30s. He roam his eyes around the classroom and when his eyes met mine,a smile formed from his lips as he put down his things at the front table of the room.

"I guess we have a new student here. How about introducing yourself to the class, Miss," he paused and look at the paper he was holding. "Ynnah Francine Seung."

I wanted to protest because as far as I know, we're already in college level not Elementary nor highschool and introduction isn't necessary! But I still could do nothing but follow him so I just stood up and looked at the whole class.

"Please here in front Miss" then he pointed the area at the center beside him.

I walked to the front and then faced the whole class.

"The name was Ynnah Francine Seung, I was a transferee from korea." I said and was about to leave when the door suddenly opened violently. All eyes immediately averted on the classroom door.

A guy with a black hoodies entered. The two buttons of his uniform polo shirt were unbuttoned and his hoody was unzipped. His hair was a mess that made him look cool. My eyes are now on his face which almost gave me a heart attack.

Omg! It cant be!

Those coal black lackluster eyes. That face!

"Mr. Sy! You're late!" Our instructor retorted.

I just saw the side of his lips tilted up while looking at me. He smirked at me, I can see that.

"Im sorry sir, Im late." He said that his stare at me was still unshakable.

My female classmates are like kiti kiti in the chair because of the thrill brought by Eros.

I averted my eyes from him and let him talk to the instructor in front. When I settled myself on my proper seat, he immediately walked in my direction while still staring at me intently, then I just noticed that our seats were next to each other.

And the rumors are there again.

"Omg girl! She's lucky because papa Eros is next to her in the chair!"

"My gosh! This can't be!"

"How dare is that bitch sitting beside our prince!"

Why is it that when I am with this person the people around me are being weird?

"Can we talk later?" he asked out of nowhere.

I roam my eyes around to make sure that he is really talking to me, but seems like they were busy listening to the lectures.

"I'm talking to you," he said again and this time I manag myself to avert my agze at him which I regretted the most because he is also looking at me. I took a hem as I simply I avoid his gaze.

Why would I let him talk to me? We're not even close! And what if he'll do something terrible to me? What if he's planning bad towards me? It's not that impossible! He is so scary, his presence makes me tremble everytime his near.

Ugh! I immediately regretted why he was the one I pulled at the mall.

"Why?" at the back of my thoughts, I still couldn't help myself from asking.

What if I have an arrears with him?

"I want to talk to you."

"Why not now?"

"Privately."

Suddenly the hair on my nape stood up.

Did he just said, privately? The heck! What if he'll do something with me? He reads my mind! So who would be that stupid to talk to him privately! You know which ghost or cult he bought, right? Poor me! They might even offer me to their gods!

No wayy! I will never talk to him privately! Never!

"No, I won't!" whispering but I said emphatically. "You just read my mind the last time we met, and you're scary! What if you'll do do something horrible with me? So no, I won't talk to you like ever! Never! Do I know what kind of person you are - or if you really are a human being! " I added.

Good thing our teacher who was talking in the middle of her class did not notice us.

"I didn't read your mind, okay? And who would've thought that I can read minds? Are you on drugs? If you'll going to tell about that in other people, they might think you're crazy."

I hate to admit he's right. What if it's just a coincidence? But no! It's real! And I am not crazy!

"No, I'm not! And still, I wont talk to you!" then I put my earphones on and pretending that I am listening to music but not really.

I don't want to talk to him, my hair on my nape stands when I heard his voice.

"You'll talk to me one day," he said as if he was really sure about it.

"Next meeting we will have a long quiz," our instructor announced."please study article 2, section 1, 2, 3, 4, 6 and 12."

I rolled my eyes while taking down notes of what I need to review. Gosh! He's still embarrassed! He didn't just say that we must study the whole article 2 and he really left some sections when that's just the way it is! We will just going to study that too. Tss!

"Francine,"

"Yes?" and I turned slightly to the one who called me.

I would have smiled at the person who called me but did not continue when I realized it was Eros. And miracles! Guess it was the first time I heard him calling my name.

"I am your case study partner," suddenly my mouth fell open at what I heard and I was slightly gaped.

Oh my Good Lord!

Of all people why him?