Desires of a Werewolf

Sunny

"Sunny, have you finished your term paper already?"

"Sunny, can I see your report?"

"Sunny, may I look at your assignment?"

"Sunny, faster! Ma'am. Froilan might come in any second!"

"Sunny!"

"Sunny!"

"Sunny!"

"WAIT A MINUTE!" I yelled at them. "Let us all come down. Inhale, exhale!" I added. Moving my hands up and down to calm my classmates down as well. "Do not bombard me with your questions! I am dying too! If you find it hard and you feel like you need to finish it too, I feel you."

"Sunny, this is Marco's assignment! Copy it and pass it on to others!"

"Okay!" I answered and got Marco's paper and copied his answers as fast as I could.

We need to double time or else we will all fail the assignment!

After a few minutes, Philip came inside, hurriedly.

"Assemble! Assemble!"

The moment Philip said those words, we immediately fixed all our papers and ourselves before going back to our own spot in JUST MILLISECONDS!

Look how talented we are!

"Good afternoon, Class!" Ma'am. Froilan greeted us when she came into our room.

"Good afternoon, Ma'am. Froilan!" We returned the greeting.

Ma'am. Froilan put her things on her table and went in front.

"Today, you will have your new classmate for this semester." Ma'am. Froilan said.

This is new. My whole college life, I have been with my old classmates from first year. Our university is not making any effort to put them into different sections.

"You may now come in, Steven." Ma'am. Froilan added, and a man came inside.

Some of my classmates, especially girls, squealed their lungs out. Even I can't help but squeal a little bit. He is handsome-but he looks so serious. You know, the typical guy in movies.

"Introduce yourself, Steven."

"Good afternoon. I am Steven Andre Rendezcah, 21 years old. Please take good care of me." Steven said.

"Our university has a tradition of welcoming new students. You just need to answer their questions, and you will not be able to pass. Is that okay with you?" Said Ma'am. Froilan.

Steven nodded his head. "Yes, Ma'am." he answered.

Ma'am. Froilan went back to her chair. "Students, it is your turn." she signalled.

We all stand up from our chairs.

"OOOOOOOH! HO! WELCOME! WELCOME! WELCOME STEVEN!" We yelled. "WELCOME TO THE UNIVERSITY OF LORCAN. AFTER OUR TURN, IT IS YOUR TURN. INTRODUCE YOURSELF LIKE WE DID! 1! 2! 3!" We added and pointed our hands at him.

The whole class is quiet while we are waiting for his turn.

"Oooh. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I am Steven Andre Rendezcah." He introduced himself, trying to sound cheerful, but it is very obvious that he is not.

I guess Steven is not that cheerful. He will be a strict professor soon. He will add to the list of strict professors at the school he will go to. That was so scary.

"WELCOME TO UNIVERSITY OF LORCAN, ENJOOOY!" We yelled lastly.

This type of event is being held at our university for any new students. Any course and section they will go to, they will do the same. When I transferred here when I was still in my first year college, they and I did the same thing. But compare to him, I made my best to go with the flow. That is how I ended up having many close friends.

It was overwhelming at first, but after that, I did not get shy about approaching my classmates. That is why we are all sticking together until we graduate.

"Who is able to tour Steven on our campus?" Ma'am. Froilan asked.

Someone tickled my side, making me move my hands up a little bit.

"Okay, Ms. Villania. Tour him after class." Ma'am. Froilan said.

"Ahh, Ma'am. Ahh... I did n-not... she..."

"Do you have any complaints, Ms. Villania?" Ma'am. Froilan raised her left eyebrow.

"No, Ma'am. I will tour him after our class. Cross my heart, hope to die!" I answered as if I was in military training.

I recently watched a variety show entitled "Real Men 300" where one of the people there is from a famous girl group. You know, people all over the world–not literally every people, are into Kpop dramas, idols, or Korean culture. And I happen to be one of them!I won't deny it and will even show it to everyone.

"Okay, good! Steven, sit whenever you like. Ask your classmates about what you need to learn and know about our classroom and even school rules," Ma'am. Froilan stated. "Let's start our lesson for today and bring out your assignment!"

We pulled out our assignments from our bags.

It's a good thing that we were able to finish copying.

"Let Steven borrow your notes for him to review and learn them, understood?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

After our class, Shiela was pushing me towards Steven. I do not even get this girl pushing me towards him. Why can't she just push herself towards him then.

"He is still taking a photo of our previous lesson! Do not push me!" I told Shiela. "Others might think that I am doing something behind Jake's back." I added.

"And so? Jake is doing something behind your back too! After all, you are just going to tour him around. It is not because you are walking with him as your new boyfriend, duh!" Shiela answered, even explaining things she did not have to explain in the first place.

She is just very nosy. We can not deny it either.

After our class, our classmates let him take a picture of their notes.

"Let's ace this semester, Steven. I hope you can help us too." Marco said as he was waiting for his notebook.

"Thanks." Steven answered.

"Go and talk to him already." Shiela said, and slightly pushed me towards Steven.

YES! She pushed me!

I don't know why, but I think Sheila is more anticipating this tour than me and Steven. She is the one who tickled me as well. No wonder why. I really do not know why.

"Ah... Steven. Hi, I am Sunny. I am the one who has been assigned to tour you around." I said and introduced my name as well.

"Hi. Am I not disturbing you?" he asked.

Woah! His voice is deep.

"It is okay if you are busy. You do not have to do this too, I can walk around by myself." he added.

"I cannot let you do that," I answered back. "Ma'am. Froilan will ask me about your tour next week. I am not busy at all. I can tour you around." I added.

"Okay, then. Shall we start now?" He asked back, so I nodded.

We headed out of our room and I started to tour him around our building first.

"This is our Dean's office. If you ever see her, you have to greet her. It is our rule." I explained. "If you don't greet her, she will definitely call you out and will remember you for the rest of her term." I added.

"How will I know if she is the Dean?" Steven asked back.

"Right. We have a tree here, it contains the head and so on of our department," I told him and walked towards the bulletin board. "They are the members of the education department. You can take a picture of it, so that you can see it from time to time." I added.

He took a picture before we proceeded to another building.

"It is already evening. Let's call this tour a day." He said.

I thought he was having fun as we looked around the campus. Although I did all the talking, it is not that awkward anymore. I even thought he wouldn't say anything, since he looks like a shy type. Good thing he knows how to cooperate.

"Thank you. I am sorry for disturbing your whole afternoon." he answered.

I wave my hands as a sign of no.

"You did not. You are my classmate after all," I told him. "Here is the secret of our room," I added, and I approached him a little bit to whisper at him. "We do help each other with assignments, recitations, projects, and so much more. I hope you can do the same and help us. Let's get along."

He nodded. A sign of cooperation! Nice!

"Okay, I will see you tomorrow. I will go now." I bid my good-bye and started to walk on my way.

"He does not look like a cold man. I really hope that we will get along."

"How is the tour with our handsome new classmate?" Shiela asked on the other line the moment I answered her call.

After I got home, I received a message from Shiela saying that she wanted to interview me about what happened on our tour.

She is like a paparazzi who needs to know the tea for her to cover it in her article. What a best friend I have.

"Hey! If you like him, do it for yourself!" I yelled at her. "I am with Jake already. You know, he easily gets jealous and here you are doing things that could ruin our relationship. I know you don't like him at all, but please do it for me." I added, almost pleading.

"Sorry, okay!" She answered back, sounding mad.

Look at this brat. She has got the guts to get mad at me when I should be the one who gets mad at her.

She does not like Jake either. She never tried to talk to him or bond with him. I can't also go out with both of them since she will definitely say she needs to finish something every time I ask her out with Jake.

"Just make sure he does not betray you, or else I will definitely smash his face together with his girl if ever!" she added. "Enough with him. So, how was it?" she asked, sounding excited.

She does not look like she was mad just a few minutes ago.

Does my friend have a double personality? However, I hope she does not. I will have to check herself at the nearest psychiatrist in our town. I really should. Sometimes, she scares me with her sudden mood swings.

"He is not talkative at all, but it is not that awkward. From time to time, he will answer me with his 'hmm' or okay. After the tour with him, I think that he is not that cold," I shared. "Maybe because it was his first day today, that is why he is stiff or shy. Maybe he will warm up after a few days or so."

"Is that so? You know what, someone has already made a fan club for him. Who can't stop googling their eyes on him? He is such a perfect work of art!" She exclaimed excitedly.

"Work of art, work of art! When we are discussing art, you are avoiding our professors' eyes." I mocked her.

"Do not play it safe, Bff. What are friends for? You are also avoiding our professor's eyes." She retorted.

Well, I didn't take the course MAPEH because I am not good at all with that subject. We are definitely friends.

"I hope he can open up soon! I want to talk to him tomorrow!" Shiela said excitedly.

"You should try, he won't ignore his classmate, right?" I asked.

Even though I didn't know my classmates before, when they called me, I would definitely look back and answer their questions. I don't want to ignore them, so that they can't ignore me either. This is my style of living at our university. You know the quote, 'Do not do unto others if you don't want others do unto you' we must remember that.

After our long call, I went down to the sala to see what food I could eat.

"Grandma, what can I eat?" I asked my grandma, who was busy watching the drama while folding our clothes.

"There is still some chicken adobo in the refrigerator. Heat it if you want." Grandma answered.

It's a good thing we still have my favorite dish!

Sunny

I turned the gas on to heat my dish. While waiting, I went beside my grandma and helped her fold our clothes.

"How is your school?" Grandma asked.

"Busy, but I can still manage. My classmates and I are working together to pass this course and graduate in April." I answered.

"That's good to hear. Just tell me if you have things to buy or if you need some allowance." Grandma commented. "Grandma can help you a little." She added.

My Grandma has lived with us since I was ten. My grandfather is living in the province while taking care of my auntie's son.

"I heard from Fei that you got a job. Will you be okay?" I asked worriedly.

She is already a senior citizen with ID, and she is able to get big discounts everywhere. We always save more money when we go out, just like being a senior citizen is a big privilege. We are very very thankful for that too!

"I am still in my sixties and I can still do chores. What do you think of me?" Grandma replied confidently.

"What is your work then?" I asked again.

"I am a housekeeper. I will go to the house every Monday and Thursday. It is a big, beautiful house." Grandma said, still amazed by the house she went to.

"Have you talked with the owner?" I wondered.

"Only two of them are living in that big house. I talked to the older one last week. He said that his younger brother was still at school at that time." Grandma shared.

"Is he good? Are they not picky? Tell me right away if they said anything bad to you." I told her.

I won't let them say bad things about my Grandma.

"Do not worry about me. They are good and I think you should worry about your dishes." Grandma said that made me jump off the couch and run to the kitchen to turn the gas off.

"It does not have any soup left!" I yelled out of frustration after seeing the dish without soup now.

That is the dish I am most looking forward to when it comes to chicken adobo! And now it is gone and I won't be able to have it.

Tomorrow will come and we will already be busy doing what we need to accomplish today.

"Have you reviewed your notes for the quiz later?" our President asked.

"YES!" we all answered and nodded at him.

"Have we finished the assignments for today's subjects?" Our President asked again. "Secretary?"

"We did the assignment for today. We can rest and have fun!" our Secretary said excitedly.

"YEEEEAAAH!"

We do this every day. To make sure we have our assignments or projects. We even helped each other review for every exam or summative test.

With the help of our President and Secretary, they always made sure that we all had the information we needed. Our vice president helps us with our projects. While we, the other students, made sure to follow them and lessen their stress with their duties. As much as possible, we help them because that is what we promised to each other and we must do it.

Having my classmates throughout this whole 4 year period is amazing and a blessing. We are not competing with each other, instead, we do our best to help each other and graduate altogether.

I suddenly remember Steven. He is toooooo quiet!

Some of our classmates tried to talk with him a while ago, but they got only a short reply. That is why they did not bother him anymore. They find him scary too.

After our class, Jake fetched me from my room.

"Oh, you are here. You are not busy anymore? I missed you." I told him.

"I missed you too!" Jake answered. "Let's go and eat outside." he invited.

We went to a fast food chain where we always eat.

Jake has been busy with his school stuff as well. We are graduating and we still have to pass our requirements. That is why I won't get mad if he needs to be busy and we won't be able to meet every day.

"Wait a minute." Jake suddenly said.

He got his phone from his pocket and immediately answered the call.

"Yes?" he said. "Oh! I am sorry, I forgot. I will be there in a minute. Wait for me." Jake added before ending the call.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"Ahh... my team. We have a meeting today, and I forgot about it. That is why they called me to remind me about it." he replied.

"Is that so? You should go now. It is important." I told him.

"Is it really okay? Thank you!" he said, giving me a quick peck on my cheeks. "I will promise to recuperate, okay? Take care on your way home." he said before running away.

"Take care too! I LOVE YOU!" I yelled.

"Okay!"

Now, I can go home and do what I need to do.

"Wait?" I said and halted walking.

"Jake has a meeting with his team, yet it is already night?" I asked myself.

The project must be meeting the deadline already. I hope they can finish it soon.

I was not able to walk away when I heard some noises near me.

"What is happening?"

I carefully followed the noise and it led me to a corner street...

I DID NOT SEE ANYTHING!

Run!

"What did I see? What did I see? Was it real?"

"But he looks like someone I know."

"He looks like..."

"Hey." said a voice.

I halted.

Am I dying?

I slowly turn around.

"I...I did not see anything... Steven." I told Steven.

I am not mistaken. He is really my classmate!

His face and his hands are covered in blood.

BLOOD?!

"I DID NOT SEE ANYTHING!" I told him and run as fast as thunder.

HE IS EATING THE DOG!

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM!

IS HE CRAZY?!

The day after tomorrow comes, and here I am entering the university secretly.

Yes! Secretly! As if I am not a student here and need to enter the school without them knowing. I need to!

I do not even want to meet Steven. I need to avoid him. This is his first week at our university, yet I am learning his secret this EARLY! How could that be! LIKE WHY THIS EARLY? WHY NOT NEXT WEEK OR MONTH? I am suffering already huhu.

I'm hoping my classmates are already in our room, or that he hasn't arrived yet.

"Sunny."

"Who are you!? I didn't see anything!" I answered immediately.

I am just hoping that he is not here yet a while ago!

"Can we talk for a minute?" Steven added.

I DO NOT WANT TO TALK TO YOU!

"If you don't–"

WILL HE EAT ME TOO, LIKE WHAT HE DID TO THE DOG?!

AAAAAHHHH!

"You sure are thinking too much."

Can he read my mind?

What a talent!

"I cannot read your mind. You are just too readable." he added again.

Am I? I don't, right?

Maybe he can read my mind?

"W-where do y-you want to talk?" I asked. "Can we talk where there are many people? You are okay with that, right?" I added, almost rapping.

"Lead me then." he answered calmly.

How can he answer me calmly when I know his secret?

Will he kill me later on? Like, what is happening to the movies?

I do not want to die this early!

Oh my gosh! I still want to graduate and become a teacher. I still want to have experience teaching my future students. Is it possible?

Should I just beg him to keep me alive?

Or he won't let me and just kill me already?

Maybe I can text my family to say I love them.

"When will you stop making things inside your head and lead me to the place where we can talk peacefully?" he asked again.

"S-sorry." I replied and started to walk towards our canteen.

There are many people in our canteen, and I am sure that I will be safe there. He can't do anything that will harm me when it is broad daylight and there are many students who can see us.

We sat quietly in the available seats.

How could this new handsome transferee student with a deep voice be a dog eater?

"Will you stop thinking too much first?" he suddenly asked.

"I am not thinking too much." I defended myself. "Perhaps a little." I added when I noticed him sighing.

It feels like he really can tell what I am thinking. The moment he sighed, it meant he knew.

WELL, I COULD NOT HELP BUT TO THINK AND BE WORRIED ABOUT MY STATE. WHO WOULD IT NOT BE?!

"Let me get a few things straight first." he started. "What you see the other nigh–"

"I told you that I did not see anything." I replied, cutting him off.

He sighed again.

"You can't fool me. I am not that stupid to think that you really did not see me and that thing that night." he replied.

"How can you eat the dog alive? Don't you know that eating dogs can make you pay a fine and be in prison for months for killing the dog?" I asked.

I have been really wondering since I saw that the other night.

He was eating the dog alive. I can even remember that I saw the dog's eye. If they are going to eat the dog meat, they should cook it first, right? Why is he biting the dog's back too?

I am not saying that he should cook it first, it is not allowed in our country to eat it. They will be facing the law if someone catches them and tells the pet rescuer or something.

And it is not very right to kill a dog. DOGS, CATS or any animals are adorable-aside from wild animals, though.

"That dog is very dangerous," he answered. "While I am walking to my home, the dog suddenly runs towards me. That is why I ran too at first. On that street corner, the dog caught me and started to bite me. I just saved myself from the dog." he added, explaining what happened last night.

Ahh, he was chased by the dog. That dog must be bad and wild for it to bite someone.

"Then why are your hands full of blood that night?" I asked again, still not convinced with his explanation.

I should have had doubts and asked him everything.

"I told you already that the dog bit me. A few times already before you saw me. Who would not bleed in that state," he mocked. "I bit him because I watched a video that said to make the dog or cat freeze, you should clip their back. So, I bit him. While I am trying to lock his arms and feet into my body. I can't clip its back if he can still move. That is why I did that. I have no other choice but to do it." he added.

That is the moment when I saw him biting the dog.

"I thought you were a cannibal or something." I told him.

"Cannibalism is for those individuals who are consuming another individual of the same species as food." he retorted, his eyebrows arching. "Do I look like a dog because you saw me biting him? I am trying to be smart at that time to save my life."

Coming from a student who is brainy, only Steven.

"I also reported what happened that night to the police and even the animal rescuer. They brought the dog with them." he also explained. "I even spent an hour going to the nearest hospital to get checked." He added.

It is a good thing that he was not something I thought that night. After what happened, I searched for it and no good results came up. I thought there was really something that we do not know in this world.

Sunny

I scared myself for nothing. I can now enter the school without any problems. I should not have get worried first and tried to talk to him.

"Are you okay now?" I asked him.

He nodded. "Want to see where he bit me?" he asked, about to pull his polo up.

"N-no need. I just wanted to know if you were okay." I answered immediately, with my hands waving forcefully.

"I am okay. I just have to go every week to the hospital for now." he answered while sitting down in his chair.

That must be painful. Just thinking of a dog biting me already scared the hell out of me. Imagine how many injections he had to go through. I will cry if that happens to me. I will definitely cry. No lies.

"Sorry for thinking badly of you. I actually planned to avoid you for the whole year, thinking that you might eat me too." I said, apologizing.

Although our generation today is very advanced and those kinds of things do not exist today, I cannot help but to think that there might be things that are still unexplainable.

My grandmother once told me that there was something like that in our province before. All I could do was to think about it and judge him.

"It is okay. I explained to you what happened that night and asked for you to not avoid and be scared of me, because you thought I was something that could harm people." he replied. "You even did not bother to help me, huh? Instead of helping me, you ran away. Thank you very much for your help." He added, mocking me.

"Sorry!" I apologized again. "Who would be able to think right when it is already night and I saw something I should not have seen in the first place. I am very sorry about that." I added.

"How can you bite the dog back too? May I see your teeth?" I asked out of curiosity.

Was he able to scratch the dog with his teeth? It's impossible, right?

His eyes rolled at me. "Really?" he asked. "Here?" he added, and showed his white teeth, as if he was a model for toothpaste.

His teeth do not have any pointed teeth, like vampires or what. I should be sure.

"Let us head to our room now." he said, and stood up, leaving me behind.

"Look at you leaving me behind." I told him and followed him.

He is surely grumpy. He will make his students cry soon. I am sad for them already.

I stopped complaining when my phone vibrated.

"Good afternoon, Jake!" I greeted.

"Are you in school already?" Jake asked on the other line.

"I am. How about you?" I asked back.

"I just got into university. I called because I might not be able to fetch you after class. I am sorry." he answered with his sad tone.

"Do not worry. It is okay, I know you are busy. Finish them all early so that you guys won't have a problem in the future. You can do it. Good luck!" I cheered.

"Thank you! I have got to go now. I love you!" he replied before ending the call.

Kyaah! How sweet of him.

"Oho! Look at this B*tch smiling widely as soon as she enters our classroom!" Shiela yelled. "Was it your boyfriend?" Shiela added.

I nodded shyly while I was walking toward my chair.

I look at Steven, who is reading our book. What a brainy fellow we have. Instead of communicating with our classmates, he is busy reading.

"Have you talked to Steven?" I whispered to Shiela.

She shook her head violently.

"I don't like him now, he is too serious. He is not friendly either. Making him my boyfriend will tire me out." Shiela explained.

I nodded, agreeing with what she had said.

Before our professor came, our President had the honor of checking our daily attendance and any other deadlines we had.

We surely have a good and responsible president!

"Okay, class! Write in front of one of Jose Rizal's plays. One girl and one boy," Mrs. Daquioag said. "Shall our new student answer for the boys and Sunny, you are clearly avoiding my eyes." Mrs. Daquioag said.

Am I too obvious?

I should have looked at her instead.

I do not know any of Jose Rizal's plays.

"Move already and write one," Mrs. Daquioag said. "Your Professor already tackled this issue."

Yes, they did, but it has been so many years already that I don't remember anything about them.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Daquioag. May you please sign this paper for a few seconds?" One of the student councils said.

"Steven, help me," I whispered. "I do not know anything!"

"Don't want to." he answered, not even batting me an eye.

"Please! I will treat you anything after this," I told him. "Don't you know our motto? I told you about it last day!"

"You got the guts to do that?" he asked.

"Please!"

"Por Telefono." he answered.

I quickly wrote it on the board.

"Thank you." I whispered before going back to our seat.

"Did he tell you the answer?" said Shiela, who was whispering beside me.

I nodded. "Luckily, he helped me." I answered back, whispering.

I thought he was not going to help me.

If he really did not, I would definitely be mad at him.

I have got the right to get mad at him. I toured him, and he should know how to help back, right?

After our class, Shiela and I were about to go out of our room when I heard Steven call my name.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I helped you a while ago. Why does it feel like you do not want to help me now?" he answered.

"It is not that I do not want to help you, duh!" I replied. "What can I do for you, Sir?" I asked.

"I forgot where the library is. Please guide me." he answered.

"Can't I just tell you where and how to get there?" I asked again.

He shook his head.

"Go with him, I will go first." Shiela said, and escaped immediately.

"Shiela! What a good brat she is." I said out of anger and looked at Steven.

"What?" he asked, raising his eyebrow at me. "Is it against your will?"

"It is not like that. Let's go. I will lead you to the library?" I answered and walked towards our library.

"It is already dark and you still want to go to the library? You should go there tomorrow when it is still daylight." I complained.

"There is something I need to read for our thesis." he answered.

"I get that you are a genius, but you should rest sometimes, okay? Rest your mind and eyes! Don't you find it tiring?" I asked.

"Lazy people find it tiring." Steven replied, clearly mocking me back.

"Nye, nye. Hail to the genius Steven!" I said and put my hands up and down as if I was praising him.

When we got to the library, the librarian was also packing her stuff already.

"Go quickly." The librarian said.

I almost ran out of fear for the librarian.

I don't get why they are so grumpy. Can they get nicer?

"AHH!" I said out of pain.

"Stupid." Steven commented while looking at me.

"HA HA! Thank you for helping me," I told him sarcastically. "You should have told me that I was about to crash with this book stand!" I told him, whispering.

The librarian might scold me later for yelling.

"It's the cost of overthinking." he explained as he came to a halt near the section where he needed to look for the book he wanted to borrow.

"Can you be nicer too? How will you make friends when you are so grumpy? You are still young to be like that, don't you know that." I scoffed at him.

"I don't need friends." he answered in his boring tone.

"You don't need friends when here you are asking for help. So, what do you think of me?" I asked.

"A classmate, are you an idiot?" he replied.

"You are the idiot between the two of us. It is too common that we are classmates, duh!" I answered. "If you need help, you will turn to your friends and ask them. Who would like to help you when you just called me an idiot and stupid a while ago." I added.

"So, you want to be friends with me?" He asked, and that took me aback.

"If you don't like it, then I don't like it either. Why would I push myself for someone who does not like me in the first place." I replied.

Steven surely knows how to boil my blood pressure. I wanted to smack him hard right now.

"Okay, let's be friends." he said.

"You sure about that?" I asked back.

"You don't like it? I can take that back." he replied.

"Will you be nicer to me? I can't really take your attitude." I asked again.

"You are scared of me?" he asked back.

I motioned to him with my hands, showing a little sign. "It feels like you are one of our strict professors. I can't help but be scared, you're going to make your student cry in the future." I answered.

"I did not say that I would take the teaching method in the future. I don't like kids." he answered. "Let's go." he added, bringing two books with him.

"Why did you even take this course?" I asked.

He took the teaching course when he did not want to teach. Is he too bored in his life?

"I will get different work after this, I just need a diploma." he answered.

"Why does it feel like you are taking the course as if it is too easy? I can't help but get mad at your answer?" I told him.

"It is because you are stupid." he answered nonchalantly, and that made me kick him in anger.

Luckily, he got away from my sudden kick, or else it would have been my time to laugh hard at him.

"You are too short-tempered." he commented.

"You make me annoyed with your genius-like answer." I answered.

When we got to the librarian, she looked at me with her penetrating eyes.

"Sorry, Ma'am. I crashed at the book stand." I said, lying with my head low to avoid her eyes.

"Look at your way properly next time. May I get your library card?" The librarian said and asked Steven.

"I am a transferee. May I use her ID since we are classmates?" he answered.

"Okay, give me your ID." the librarian said to me.

I immediately got my wallet to hand her my library ID.

"Make sure to give it back clean and as good as what you borrowed." the Librarian reminded us.

After that, we walked out of the library. There are no students around either. It was already night, yet this genius beside me still wanted to borrow.

"Are you scared? You are walking too fast." Steven asked.

"Don't you know that there are ghosts wandering inside this university yet you wanted to walk calmly as if it was daylight." I answered.

"There are no ghosts. You are old and yet you still believe in those kinds of paranormal things." he said.

"Let's just walk faster, okay–ahhh!" I yelled when I heard someone shout.

I pulled Steven as fast as I could.

I could hear big laughter from the other side of the hallway.

I looked back and saw a bunch of students.

"You damn idiots! I will kill you tomorrow when it is daylight! Ready yourselves!" I yelled at them.

"Why bother killing them tomorrow when they are there already?" he answered. "Scared?" He mocked again.

"I will just do it tomorrow! Remember their faces, okay?" I answered and pulled him out of the building as fast as thunder.

I will never go here if it is in the evening!