After what had happened earlier, Felix was debating whether he should tell Leo about what had happened to him the day before and what had happened today or he should just keep it to himself. He is now seated on the couch in Leo's living room, and Leo, on the other hand, was waiting for him to speak. “What happened, Felix?” Why did you come here so early in the morning, you look terrible and messed up.” He addressed him.

“It's nothing serious, Leo!” he exclaimed.

“Felix, this isn't nothing. Look at your clothes, they're messed up, and your face looks like you've been harassed.” He was somewhat upset with Felix.

“Will you believe me if I say I heard the rumor about the moans that people heard in the classroom every Friday night? not only that I heard it, but I also saw the person who committed such vile acts and...” he took a long pause, and tears left from his eyes  “...hic and I was also victimized by the man who does all the shit inside the classroom, hic hic I was about to save the student who had sex with him because I heard him scream sniff sniff...I punch that guy who does such things... and grab the student, but when we get close to the... at the...” Felix is unable to finish what he was about to say. He burst into tears again when the events of the day before flashed before his eyes, including the events of today at his apartment.

Leo patted his shoulder and said, "Rest for a while, and when you've calmed down, let's go to the police station to report it." Felix reaches out and grabs his friend's shoulders.

“Leo, we can't, that person is not human, he said, he was a demon, and he was also using Professor Michael's body,” Felix said between sobs.

Leo simply looks at him and laughs, "Hahaha!" Leo laughs and places his left hand on his stomach. "You know Felix, you're just—" He stopped his sentence midway when he notices Felix standing up from where he was seated, and has a regretful expression on his face.

Leo reflected on how much he had said that had hurt Felix's feelings. “Right!” he says to his friend, looking down at his feet. “What am I talking about?” he asks. “Demons do not exist.” He looks at him and says, “I'm sorry to bother you, Leo; I'll go back now. I'll see you next Monday.” He said this before leaving the house.

Leo was embarrassed by what had just happened and what he had said to his best friend. "Why did I tell him that? He won't tell me lies, and the majority of his crying is genuine. What have I done...  "What did he do to himself?"

* * * * *

Monday had arrived, and Felix was looking at himself in the bathroom mirror. He had just finished taking a bath to get ready for the new day. But right now, he was praying not to see the person he didn't want to see, but he knows he can't because he was his teacher in one of his subjects. He sighs heavily and dresses up. Felix wears a plain white shirt that fits a little snugly on his body, dark blue pants, white sneakers, and a gray jacket.

He left his apartment and went to the university. When he arrived, he was greeted by Leo. “Hey! I was waiting for you,” he told Felix. “Amm! Felix, please accept my apologies for what I said to you last Saturday. I apologize, and I hope you will forgive me for not believing you about Professor Michael.” While speaking to Felix, he scratched the back of his head.

Felix smiled at his friend, "It's fine, Leo, I can't blame you for not believing me."

“It's not that I don't believe you, Felix, it's just that—“ Leo is unable to form the words he wishes to say to his friend.

“It's all right, Leo." He reassured him. "Let's discuss it again later, shall we? Come on, we'll be late for our first class.”

They parted ways and made their way to their respective classes. While Felix is walking to class, someone places their hand on his shoulder; when he looks up, the person he does not want to see appears right in front of him.

He leaned in close to his ear and asked, "Did you have fun with your little freedom last weekend, little one? If so, you should push it to the limit because I won't let you out of my sight starting today.” He steps back and pats his shoulder again, leaving him terrified.

Felix is unable to move his body and feels as if he will puke at any moment. Instead of puking, his vision became blurry, and his body became weak and blacked out.

* * * * *

Felix woke up in an unfamiliar setting, he was lying on a black king size bed, in front of him is a large TV, to his right was a black nightstand and a single couch, to his left was a large window through which you could see the beauty of the city, and finally, he couldn't see any doors in the room. Then he heard a creak to his right and noticed the wall sliding to the left; when he saw the person who had just opened the sliding door, his face turned pale. Michael grins as he looks at him.

“I had no idea you would faint at the slightest provocation; it's a good thing I caught you before you fell to the floor.” He addressed him.

“Here is some water for you to drink.” Felix was hesitant at first, but Michael assured him, "Don't worry, I didn't put anything in it." He takes the glass of water from him and drinks it, "You were out almost the entire day, so I brought you here at my house," Michael says as he walks over to the couch and takes a seat while Felix in the other hand is nervous. “How do you feel?” he inquires. Felix was just silent and tense, "I ask you a question I was expecting an answer, boy!” He flinched at Michael's deep voice.

“I'm still a little... dizzy... Professor!” he said nervously.

"OK, stay here, I'll bring you some food," he heard him sigh. "Also, if it's just the two of us, call me Michael.” Michael stood up from his seat and exited the room.

Felix was nervous right now, "how I ended up here with him”, he asks himself, when he remembered what he promised Leo. “I should call Leo”; he's looking around the room for his bag, but it's nowhere to be found. Suddenly, he heard a voice say, "I thought you were dizzy, but it looks like you're not, hmm?" He flinched and remained where he was standing near the window.

“I was looking for my belongings, Prof... I mean Michael.” He prefers to say his name in a casual manner rather than in a formal manner.

“If you're looking for your phone, I'll give it to you later after you finish your meal.” He informed him. “Please take a seat here at the bed.” Michael positioned the bed tray directly in front of Felix.

“Amm! Professor, may I ask as to what this is?” He asks.

Michael returned to his seat and stated, "It's Garlic Butter Chicken with Parmesan Cauliflower Rice... And if you call me Professor just one more time, I guarantee that pretty mouth of yours will know its place.” He looks him in the eyes and says it again. “Go eat, kid. Take a bath and rest after you eat.”

Felix gulps, nods, and begins to eat... After eating, Michael removes the bed tray in front of Felix, walks towards the door, and comes to a halt, saying, "When you get out of this room, the bathroom is just to the right, and the closet is just in front of this room. Understood?”

Felix simply nodded again and whispered, "Thank you." Michael heard it and just smiled to himself before leaving the room.

* * * * *

The room was silent and dark, with the only light coming in through the window from the lights of the buildings outside. He sat on the couch, staring at his sleeping form, studying every inch of his features, especially his face.

Michael wonders where he saw him, "did I see him in the past?" He questions himself, gets up from his seat, and walks toward the bed. He sat by his side, caressing his hairline.

“Where did I see you?” he inquired.

He sighs deeply and places his left hand on his brow. "What am I talking about?" he asks. ”He is not him!” He returns his gaze to Felix's sleeping form before exiting the room.

 * * * * *

Michael wakes Felix up the next morning to get him ready for school. While getting ready for school, Felix was shocked to find that Michael had not touched him while he was staying at his house. He exits his room once he is finished; the house is very simple, with only four rooms: the one he slept in last night, the dressing room directly in front of his room, the bathroom between his room and the dressing room, and Michael's room. He noticed Michael leave his room. Michael noticed him standing a few feet away from him.

“Come on, I'm preparing for breakfast.” Felix, he said.

They got down and Felix was in awe of the house; the living room was full of books, phonograph discs, and one modern gramophone, as well as another TV the size of the one in his bedroom. The kitchen is at the back of the living room, with a counter in the center and three high chairs. Then, on the right, there was a black door, and Felix was curious what was behind it. Michael, notice Felix was staring at the door and exclaimed, "That's my office!" as he placed the pan on the stove.

“What do you prefer to eat?” he inquires.

“Whatever you want, Michael! I'm not a big fan of breakfast.” He addressed him. Michael raised an eyebrow at him.

“You're going to eat breakfast from now on!” he stated.

Michael returns to his task, while Felix observes him cooking and thinks to himself, "his back is so broad," oblivious to the fact that he has been staring at his back for far too long. He looks away as he hears a plate placed in front of him and turns to face him.

And asked him, "Are you still sick? Your face is flushed!”

“It's—no, it's… I'm not!” He inquires and averted his gaze.

“Here eat, it's Sausage, Spinach, and Apple Sandwiches,” Michael says, looking at him with curiosity. “Go eat everything now so you won't be late for class.”

Felix takes a long look at him. “What?” he asks him.

“You're not going to eat anything?”

“No! I eat through sex. Just eat, kid, don't bother yourself with me,” he simply said.

He blushes as a result of what Michael said and begins to eat... After he eats, they leave for the University. When they arrive, Felix sees Leo waiting for him at the front of the University, and Michael stops his Mercedes-Benz SL-Class.

“You may leave now... Your friend is concerned about you for what happened to you yesterday.” He stated.

Felix looked at him and said, "Thank you for looking after me!" He then leaves the vehicle. He looks at him as he runs towards his friend, grips the steering wheel, and drives away toward the parking lot.