This man is a psychopath. He didn’t even apologize for releasing his vomit on my uniform. What a great way to start an afternoon.

Ugh... this stinks. I can feel the heat of his vomit. The nauseating smell began to crawl on my clothes. It makes me sick.

It's just our second interaction but this kind of thing already occured. At this point, I can already conclude that interacting with him is not a very good idea. 

I'm thankful for Shin for letting me join the musical competition but why does he have to pick someone else to accompany me? I'm fine joining alone.

This is the only uniform that I have on campus right now. I didn’t bring any extra clothes because I didn't expect things like this to happen. 

“ What the hell? You could’ve said that you’re– I mean, should we go to the clinic? Are you okay now? or do you need assistance? ” 

I've managed to stop myself from phrasing some words that could turn the situation more awkward. Still, I couldn’t help myself to get disgusted by his vomit. 

I could feel the rice grains that he might’ve eaten earlier for breakfast… or maybe lunch?

“ Move,” he said while pushing my body aside. My back bumped into the wall causing me to feel the tingling pain coming from my bruises. That’s when I realized that I was actually blocking his pathway earlier. 

Does this mean that it was my fault? 

I got insulted by his words. He could've asked me to move aside in a "more" polite way.

Again, I was revolted by the smell of his vomit. I started to feel dizzy and to feel a heat coming from my throat.

Before he could run away from me, I grabbed his arm and there I went retching and vomiting on his clothes. 

Now we’re both dead.

“ Did you just–?” I smirked as I saw him frustrated. With his white handkerchief, he was using it to clean his face.

That's what you get from not talking nicely.

“ What? I just returned what you did to me,” I answered while crossing my arms in front of my chest. He was sweating and I also noticed that he was panting in silence. I felt so relieved to see him going through the same situation I've been in. 

His and my eyes met. It was like I joined a staring contest. Few seconds had passed and along with that staring competition, I realized that he was familiar and I think I already saw him somewhere else...not on this campus. 

I felt my eyes shrink as I started to observe his appearance. 

“ Have we already interacted before? You look… very familiar…” 

My voice started to fade out as I realized something. Those foxy eyes… It was the same eyes that gave me a death glare on that one stormy day. 

He vigorously removed my hands from grabbing his arms. 

Before I could even start asking a question, he was quick to make a step ahead to the clinic and now I was left all alone with this dirty clothes of mine. 

What should I do now? I don’t have any spare clothes or any friends that could lend me a shirt… Must I go home already? 

This is bad. I still have 2 classes left and also… I need to attend to his class.

“ Mm… excuse me, are you okay?” 

A trembling but soft voice of a woman apprehended my sense of hearing. The voice came from my back. I was so ashamed to face her. If someone sees me in this state, I will be embarrassed throughout my college life. By that, I began to hide my face on the musical sheets that I was supposed to give to Juno earlier.

“ Oh my... you don't need to be ashamed of it. If you need help, I can assist you. You’re not from this class right? " The woman sincerely asked. I can tell that she's really concerned about it.

As she offered a towelette, I finally got the courage to face her. I thankfully received it from my right hand covered with vomit. 

This is so ridiculous.

I sighted her beauty. She looks like a shy-type student yet she reminded me of Shin’s sister. That long black wavy hair, she really looks like Diana. Oh God… I'm starting to miss my best friend.

“ Honestly, I was vomited by someone in this class then he ran away without even apologizing,” I stated while wiping the dirt on my face with the towelette that she lent.

If angels are real, I guess this woman is one of them.

“ Oh my– that was so rude of him! Can you tell me his name? Do you have any spare clothes?” she whispered using her tender voice. 

“ By the way, I’m Clarisse,”

So her name is Clarisse? Wait. I think Shin mentioned something about her before. It's just that… I couldn't remember.

“ I forgot to bring– I mean… It's not my habit to carry spare clothes on campus because I don’t get sweaty easily and I never expected things like this to occur,” I answered while trying my best not to stutter.

As she began looking for something from her sling bag, I started to hear indistinct chatters coming from the other students approaching this hallway. 

I must hide. 

“ I’ll ask Kai if he brought an extra shirt. Please stay at this corner and wait for me,” she stated while bringing me to an area that could hide me from other people. I leaned my back on the wall and waited for Clarisse to return.

I started to feel nervous when there were more students arriving near this area.. 

This is so f*cked up. 

From my perspective, I tried peeking at their classroom. Unfortunately, I failed to find Clarisse. Where the hell is she? I thought she volunteered to help me. 

I can't believe that because of this frustration, I began blaming an innocent person. It's not her fault. I don't need to be mad at her. 

I was about to go to the comfort room when someone suddenly grabbed my arms and led me to an empty dusty classroom. As I heard the door shut, I stared at his worried face.

" Shin… " I muttered while he was giving me a white T-Shirt. The room was so quiet but I was thankful for it. If he will drop any question, I know deep inside that I could never give him an answer.

I started to unbutton my uniform in front of him. He was staring at my body-- well not exactly on my body. 

He was staring at my bruises.

I am certain that he was reluctant to ask that one question.

" Thankyou Professor Shin for your help," 

I expressed my gratitude as I finished changing my clothes. I was about to leave the room when I felt an arm hugging me… tightly from behind.

" Someone might catch us," I refused while rubbing my hands on his arms. He shovelled his face onto my neck and there I felt his tongue… starting to lick my skin.

It felt so good that I accidentally let out a moan.

" Stop… I know I smell like a trash,"

" Do you have free time later? " I asked while moving my body away from his.

" Yes, I have… a lot," he emphasized while avoiding my gazes. I knew that he was avoiding it to hide his teary eyes.

" Then would you mind accompanying me at home... later? "