LOGIN“She didn’t get to decide here,” Paul laughed. “And she’s not going to stay single forever. Plus, I trusted you,” he added with a grin.
“Seriously?” I was surprised.
“Jay,” he said, placing a sandwich in front of me, “when you two broke up, it was obvious she still loved you. Honestly, I thought you’d sweep her into your arms and accept her offer without hesitation.”
“I should’ve,” I admitted.
“No, you shouldn’t have,” he said. “Then you’d both be miserable. You still wouldn’t want that school, and she would’ve given up her dream for you.”
“Her dream?” I asked, surprised. I hadn’t known.
“She wants to be a doctor because of her dad,” Paul explained. “He wanted to be a surgeon, but he broke his arm and couldn’t. So now Jane’s going to be the doctor. She’s not exactly gifted with her hands, so she chose cardiology instead.”
“I didn’t know that,” I said quietly. “Then why did she come on the group vacation if she wasn’t going to take me back?”
Paul burst out laughing. “Because you only half-kissed Helen,” he said. “That told her you might still care. So the vacation was something she could still handle. Part of her hopes there’s a future for you two, and part of her wants to let go.”
“There is a future. I’m not letting her go,” I grinned. “You didn’t tell her about this week, did you?”
“You planned everything perfectly to get her out of town, and I’m not ruining your surprise for the fall,” he said, disappearing into the bathroom.
“Just make sure I get an invite to the wedding!” he shouted back, laughing.
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The next morning, I woke up early. Paul gave me a sandwich for breakfast, and I left for the university well ahead of time.
The campus looked nothing like my school from last year. It was a cluster of rustic old buildings that blended into the city rather than standing apart from it. Over the years, more buildings had sprung up nearby, though not all were officially part of the university. Across the street from the main building’s parking lot—where I parked—stood a row of office buildings with their own lots.
Beside the university grounds stretched a vast park, easily accessible from other campuses as well. Around the park were various restaurants. There was a library for students, and a sports center that, from the outside, looked more like a basic gym.
I arrived early and checked in at the academic office in the main building. They directed me to the classroom where I’d be taking my exams. The interior of the building was clearly old and not in as good condition as my previous school. Besides me, four other students were taking the exam—two girls and two guys. Everyone arrived on time, but aside from a quick round of introductions, we didn’t talk much.
Each day, I had to take one or two exams. Lunch was the only real break, and a proctor was always present in the room. I got home late in the afternoon. Paul wasn’t always there, but he’d given me a key to the apartment for the week.
If Akiko was home alone, she’d let me in, but she wasn’t interested in making friends—and I didn’t push it.
I didn’t explore the city. That could wait. For now, I spent my evenings resting or playing video games with Paul.
During the exams, it became obvious just how well Uncle Steve had prepared me. Interestingly, all the questions that differed from my old school’s style were ones we had covered. After my final exam, I stopped by Paul’s place for a few minutes to say goodbye to him and Akiko.
“Hope I see you back here in the fall,” he said with a smile as we shook hands.
“I’m counting on it.”
“When will you get the results?” he asked.
“Not for a few weeks—just before the semester starts,” I said. “But I think Uncle Steve will know earlier.”
“He won’t tell you anyway, so it doesn’t matter,” Paul laughed.
“True,” I nodded.
From that point on, all I could do was wait for the results. Whenever I met up with friends, Jenny wasn’t there. But on the final weekend, we were expecting my grandparents. We set the table in the garden—there was plenty of space for everyone, and the weather was beautiful.
On Friday, Jenny drove home after school, pulling into my parents’ driveway just before dinner. The scent of home-cooked food drifted through the open windows, and as she stepped inside, the family was already gathered, waiting with expectant smiles.“Come in,” Brad said, opening the door. “Dinner’s just about ready.”“Good evening,” Jenny greeted everyone and sat across from me at the table—her usual spot. She seemed a little nervous, which was unusual for her lately.“Everything okay, dear?” Dad noticed.“Messyhair said everyone’s coming to visit our apartment tomorrow, but unfortunately, I won’t be able to be there,” she blurted out.“No problem, dear,” Mom reassured her. “Yes, I could only make time now.” So she took resp
I should’ve looked away. Should’ve stood up and left the room. But I couldn’t. She danced like temptation incarnate—teasing, graceful, slow. When she peeled back her sweatshirt and revealed the black corset beneath, I stood.I crossed to her in two strides, hands slipping around her waist.“What do you think you’re doing?” she giggled as I eased her down onto the couch.I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My fingers were already tugging at her tracksuit, breath shallow. I nearly tore the fabric from her—and my own clothes too—blinded by how much I needed her. She laughed softly, her skin warm under my hands, her smile daring me to break every rule we’d set.“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked again, this time breathlessly, already reacting to my kisses.
The week started off calmly. Exams were approaching, but I wasn’t behind on anything.“Hey, Jay,” Dave said before class. “I saw you yesterday.”“Where?” I asked.“I know you’re cheating on your girlfriend,” he whispered.“What?” I tried to figure out what he was talking about.“I saw you at the movies with Miss Wenword, and don’t tell me you’re just friends,” Dave said accusingly. “It was obvious you two were involved—you couldn’t keep your lips off her.”“Well, Dave,” I laughed, “that’s true.”“You just moved in with your girlfriend. That’s not exactly fair to her,” he said reproachfully.&ldqu
“What do you mean?” I asked.“Messyhair,” she murmured, playing with my hair and pressing against me. “I know my taste. You’ll never guess it, and even though our friends have asked, I’ve never shown them what I’d actually accept.” She laughed. “Besides, I’ll just say it’s not the right one.”“But you hate cats,” I whispered against her neck.“Maybe, but winning is what matters,” she laughed as I started tickling her on purpose, making her run into the bedroom.I followed and playfully tackled her onto the bed.“You could tell me about your admirer,” I said.“About what?” she asked.“The exchange student who wants to take you away,” I said. She pushed
“Well, I’d ask Jane,” Paul grinned. “Jay’s usually the one causing trouble in their relationship.”“Seriously?” Aaron was surprised. I smiled and nodded.“I suspect she’s been hiding things from me lately,” I laughed.“You’re not wrong,” Mayoko chuckled.“You could tell me about this study buddy situation,” I said, making Mayoko glance at Brian. I knew my friend was in trouble, but his nod told me he’d handle it.“Nothing special,” Paul said. “There’s a guy who’s been hovering around her since last year and doesn’t take no for an answer.”“Why did she turn him down even when I wasn’t around?” I asked.“He’s a bit pu
I took a look at the ring. It was yellow with a small white stone. I liked it more than most others, but it didn’t compare to Jenny’s.“Don’t expect a date yet,” Brian said. “Mayoko’s parents want a long engagement, and we’ll announce it next week at my future father-in-law’s birthday party.”“You’ll let us know,” Jenny said, unpacking the drinks.“Now it’s your turn,” Mayoko joked, making Jenny busy herself opening cabinets. Brian and I watched quietly.“We’re fine as we are,” she said calmly, returning to the living room a few seconds later with a box of cookies from the first cabinet.“Yeah, that was clear when my friend opened the door today,” Brian laughed, easing Jenny’s embarrassment.“I’ll put a clock in the bedroom,” I chuckled.Brian and I started playing foosball
I slept late—everyone was already up by the time I came downstairs.“Little bro,” Amber said, “you can start making up for your screw-ups. After lunch, you should help out at the shop.”“Isn’t Brad free?” I asked flatly. I had no desire to leave the house.“Forget it,” Amber said. “I’ll manage.”“F
I was getting ready for Christmas—finally, I could go home. I hadn’t gone out in a while, just focused on studying. The food didn’t taste as good as it did at home, so I didn’t feel like eating much either.What I looked forward to most on weekends were Uncle Steve’s conversations—at least then I c
The following week was awful. I was tired all the time, barely able to study, just counting down the days until the weekend so I could finally rest.But the weeks that followed only brought more disappointment. The weather was different—much colder—and even though I kept tagging along with differen
“Hey,” Harper found me. She’d clearly had a few drinks herself and had no problem leaning in close.“Got anything stronger?” I asked. “That was pretty weak.”“Didn’t think you were this shy,” she laughed, handing me another glass. “Bottoms up.”I knocked that one back too, but still didn’t feel muc







