I kissed my mother's cheeks before going out to school. I hurried to step outside as I heard my dad's loud car siren, I hurried to step outside. I already said that he doesn't need to bring me to school, but he is so stubborn, I can manage to ride the train or bus. Our university is not that far from here, so I opened the car's door and entered. I promise this is the last time I'll be riding in his car into school. 

“Seatbelt.” He reminds me, I immediately pull the strap of my seatbelt and secure myself. 

My dad had already started the engine of his car when I looked at myself in the rearview mirror and started my makeup. I just did a light make up since it's hot in the Philippines, our university is not strict on makeup. It's just for the dress code. You need to follow the dress code. We can put on makeup but not that thick since we're still in highschool, I heard that in college you can actually wear makeup as long as you want. 

While I was busy looking at myself in the mirror, suddenly my father stopped his car, I almost fell. Thank god I was wearing a seatbelt. I looked in front and I saw a guy wearing a black hoodie stand up from falling and then fix his bike, I started to feel nervous. Did my father hit him? I look at my father.

“I didn't, he fell so I stopped. I think he was out of balance.” He explain, I felt relieved. The guy ran with his bike again like nothing happened. I tried to look at his face but he's wearing a mask and it's 5 in the morning so it's a little bit dark. My father has early business today. That's why we need to go out early in the morning. 

 I bid goodbye to my father before turning around. I didn't let him bring me to the gate of our school, instead I insisted on stopping the car at the bus stop not so far from school, so he wouldn't need to turn around to be in the exact lane again. 

“Take care!” I heard my father yell, and I nodded.

“You too.” I responded and gave him a flying kiss. I walked with other students, and I heard a laugh from the other group. I smiled timidly, I'll make sure I'll have friends before the end of the year. 

I entered our classroom and put my bag on my chair. I quietly walked towards our school rooftop to see the better view of the sunrise, I twisted the doorknob. It's open, the rooftop is open. I can't help but to smile, I was just hoping but I'm glad it's open. I didn't hesitate to take a step inside, then I saw someone. 

Oh, that's him! The hooded guy my father almost hit. I remember him becau hise of the logo at the back of his jacket, It's a known brand. 

“Excuse me.” I called him, but he didn't respond so I took a step towards him.

“Hello, excuse me.” I called him again, I took another step towards him and then gently pulled his hoodie to get his attention but when I did. He grabbed my wrist and then glared at me, I was startled by what he did. He holds my wrist so tightly that it hurts. 

“Sorry.” One word came in my mouth, maybe I startled him too that's why he grabbed my wrist. He's just being defensive, seems like he realized what he did and immediately let my wrist go. 

“I'm sorry.” Ray apologised, he appeared to be in deep thoughts that's why he did notice my presence. He looked so bewildered and had many things in his mind. I take a step back away from him.

“I'm sorry too for surprising you.” I said.

“But are you okay? I mean, my father almost hit you earlier. You fell on your bicycle, perhaps my father injured you?” I asked. He looked confused and tried to remember what happened to him earlier and nodded as he remembered.

“I see, that's your father. No, he didn't hit me. I'm just out of balance, that is why I fell, but not your father's fault.” He said.

“I see. Then can you give me your hand?” I ask. He gives his hand to me without asking and without hesitation. I held his wrist and then pulled his arm, I sought his reaction, and he seemed to be telling the truth. No sign that he is hurt.

“Then you should be careful.” I said, and let his hand go and then looked at the sky. I thought, "Wow, it's beautiful, so I pulled my phone in my pocket and took a picture of the breathtaking scenery. 

“It's so pretty.” I whispered, looking at it making me feel better. This is one of the greatest masterpieces in this world, the way the orange blends to blue sky create another color that makes it more beautiful. 

“Why do you hate me that much?” I heard Ray's voice, the wind blew, and my hair flew in the air. It's cold. 

“Because you hate me too.” I answered.

“ I hate you the way you hate me, see we're not friends. We're rivals and you're my enemy.” I added, "he just looks at me. 

“I wonder why I feel this way.” He whispered, but I didn't hear him that much. 

“So from now on, I don't want anything to do with you, since you don't remember me. I'll just pretend that we didn't know each other, I'll forget everything. So just stay away from me.” I said with a cold tone of voice. I close my eyes and feel the sunlight as the sun finally rises. The cold breeze and warm sunlight make such a good combination. It warms my heart and, at the same time, it makes me calm.

“I won't do that.” I opened my eyes and finally looked at Ragnar. I pulled my brows together.

“What?”

“I won't stay away from you, I don't know what happened in the past, but I don't care about it. I won't hate you from now on, I will stop hating you, so you should. 

“And why would I do that? How dare to command me?” I glare at him.

He said, "Because just like what you said, the way I hate you. Let's stop hating each other from now on. Let's be friends instead.” I took a deep breath. He unzipped his hoodie, walked towards me and then placed it on my shoulder. 

“I will do my best to be closer to you.” He finally added and then left. I was too stunned to speak, I just watched his back until he was completely out of my sight.

I came back from the rooftop before anyone saw me coming back, it's actually forbidden for students to be on the rooftop so no one should know I was there. I put a Ragnar hoodie on his desk, before anyone will recognise that I am using it. He is totally insane, he really badly hurt his head for wanting to be friends with me, he hates me very much and now he wants to be friends with me?! To be us closer? No, it will never happen. I don't want to live a living hell so I will do everything to ignore him. 

Whatever his plan, I will not let him succeed. 

Exactly ten minutes Angel came from and waved her hand at me as she entered.

“Good Morning.” She greeted me.

“Good morning.” I greeted back, she took a seat and smiled at me.

“I have something to tell you.” She said and seemed so excited. 

“What?” I curiously asked her.

“You won't believe it but I rode the bus with my crush today! Kyaa.” She silently scream and I can see how happy she was

“My day is already completed.” She said, and I smiled. 

“So what did you do?” I ask. 

“Of course I pretend that I didn't know him, I keep my face straight when in fact I was ready to scream because of excitement at the top of my lungs. He smells so freaking good, it's not like I sniff him or something. I just smelled his scents because we're so close together and I am not even complaining.” I laughed. Speaking of sceng, Ragnar has a good scent too. It was fresh like he just took a bath, why the hell I am thinking of that jerk? 

Erase, erase, erase!!!

I shouldn't be thinking of that person, we heard loud noises and I saw Ragnar together with his friends in front of the room. They're laughing and he's the center of attention. 

“Okay class, open your book on page 28.” Our professor announced, I took my book from my bag and opened page 28. Ragnar was not moving at all, he just sat and not caring about his book. I ignore him and just mind my own business. 

He opened his notebook and then wrote something. He moved his notebook to my space.

Can we share? I left mine.

He asks, I look at him and glare at him.

No. 

I answered and then he wrote back. 

Okay…

I thought he would be persistent and continue to ask me until I said yes but he did not, I just listened to our professor's discussion and did not give him any attention.

Later on I saw one of my girl classmates offer her book secretly but he declined it politely. Why does he even ask for a book when in the past I never saw him bringing one? We're classmates in grade seven, that's why I know and he never talks to me for the whole year. 

I slightly pushed my book to him so he could see the part where our professor is discussing, I ignored his eyes on me. And write what's on the white board. 

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