![]() "A girl crossed a street without looking." I rub my forehead that must have turned red now. "Just be careful from now on!" He rolls the window back up before turning around to ask me in a worried tone. "I'm sorry," echoes a soft voice that belongs to a female. "Watch where you're going when you cross the street!" The car comes to a stop with a screech, bringing my head to bump to the front seat's headrest. "Rose avenue?" I look out the window wondering why the fancy name and the view are quite a contradiction. Houses look old as if they are built for more than a decade. The drive goes on in silence until we reach another place that looks messier and smaller than the previous one. My mom and my father are the ones who take care of it."Ĭhan only smiles and says no more. Just the service for that area alone is worth fivefold of my monthly salary." That area is reserved for tycoons and high-ranking officials, both local and international. Ordinary people can't afford to buy houses there." ![]() "Young Master, your neighborhood is considered the best in our city. ![]() He brings me from one place to another and explains those areas in detail, like a professional tour guide. I ask him to give me a tour around the city, and he does a magnificent job with it. "Young master, this neighborhood is the second-best in our city," says Chan, introducing me to new places as he drives around. But where are you going? You don't even know places around here." Returning a peck, I say, "By the way, mom, when Chan is here, let him know I want to go out." "Thanks, mom." I want to hug her but decide against it since I am all sweaty. "It is unexpected to hear that from my athletic son," she smiles, walking to me and giving me a peck on the cheek. "Yeah, it makes me weary faster than usual." She glances at the clock before looking at me with slight confusion. Yeah, I couldn't go back to sleep, so I went out to run." She is wearing a red apron and holding a ladle in hand. And I am planning on finding out about it soon.Ĭoming back home, I meet my mom when I go to the kitchen for a glass of water. She isn't even my type, but there is something about her that keeps attracting me. I can't figure out why a girl such as her leaves a powerful impact on me. ![]() I end up running the shortest distance ever in my entire morning running record. My mind gets distracted while running, which exhausts me more quickly. Too bad, it is just an intention but not an achievement. Having one hour earlier today, I expect to run further than usual. Usually, my morning exercise begins at five. Putting on all-black workout gear, I step out of the house. Knowing I won't be able to fall asleep, I decided to go for my morning run. "Yeah, I also need to apologize to her." I sit up on the bed and say to myself as if replying to the voice inside my head. I need to talk to her again, echo a voice inside my head. Is she being bullied at school? Or is she having family issues? I have never seen such sad eyes in my life. However, Pree is occupying my head instead, especially a pair of her black eyes. I should see Mia's face, for that girl is, without a doubt, my ideal type. It keeps replaying again and again in the back of my head. When my eyelids come to a shut, the image of a girl in a gypsy skirt and an oversized white t-shirt flashed before them.Ī slideshow of her face endlessly projected behind my closed eyelids like a show that has no end. "Still early," I murmur, yawning and dropping back to the bed, planning to continue my sleep. I propped up on my elbows, looking at the clock to see that it is just four o'clock in the morning. I rub my eyes and turn towards the window to find moonbeam glimmers through the gap of my blue curtain, lightening my room up dimly.
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