A male senior student approached a crying girl silently under the big tree. He shoved his hand to his pocket trousers and took out his neat and scented handkerchief. He cautiosly handed his customized handkerchief to the young girl to wipe her tears dry in a casual manner.
“Here take this... but please don’t sneeze in it, it’s disgusting.” He offered and joked deliberately to lighten her mood and attempted to took her sorrows away.
Izzabelle was utterly surprised to see a clean and neatly folded handkerchief being handed in front of her. Curiously, she lifted up her teary face and looked at the mysterious man that also tried to act naturally funny.
At first, she hesitated for she wasn't really familiar with the guy but after contemplating for a while, she gladly took the man’s generous offer in consideration. Wiping her tears completely dry, she intentionally blew out her nose hard for a few times in repetition to see what could be the man’s exact reaction.
She was starring at him intently without even blinking while sneezing her nose out to his neatly folded fabric only to find him helplessly flinching. She tried her best to stifle her laughter. The guy looks so funny and adorable while flinching.
“Thank you so much for your help, I really appreciated it.” She said while handing him the fabric back.
The senior student was stunned and looked at her in disbelief. How could she?
He hesitates to take it back. He can’t afford to offend her but he can’t also tolerate holding things that disgusts him. It annoyed him to the core.
He is a neat freak!
He just starred at her intently. He was bewildered by her shameless behaviour. He then coughed purposesly few times in a row to dispel away his awkwardness.
“Ahem! Ahem! No... Just throw it in the trash bin. I can’t use it again, it’s already dirty.” He spatted out harshly.
“Okay... okay!” She counters back as she was strangely amused by his sudden outburst. ‘What a neat freak!’ She thought to herself.
She eyed his impressive appearance up and down, trying to recall if she happens to know him before. But she can’t remmember anything about the mysterious guy. Eventually, she finally gave up in thinking and decided to ask instead to satisfy her curiosity.
“Uhmm.. do I know you?” She stuttered as she was starring at the guy like she was being hypnotized by him. The guy looks so handsome and attractive in his casual outfit. He looks like a model of casual clothes. It perfectly fit his slim figure.
Izzabelle gulped her saliva unconsciously as she was attracted by the handsome guy in front of her. Her grief and sorrows were momentarily taken off from her.
“No... You don’t know me, but I know you... I’m Ethan Scott.” He introduces himself truthfully while reaching his hand out for a shake.
She gladly accepted his hand with a gentle smile playing on her lips. ‘Finally I found one!’ She muttered to herself happily.
Weeks turned into months and gradually passed by unknowingly.
The two became friends and eventually started dating until they become a couple. They always do different stuffs together. Having lunch, brainstorming, and going out every weekend for relaxing. They enjoyed each other’s company until one day...
They both agreed to meet each other in the coffee shop near their school premises. She waits for him patiently for almost 3 hours but he didn’t bother to come. He had stood her up. They were supposed to watch a movie and stroll out together. She tried calling him but she can’t reach him. She decided to leave the cafe and went home dejectedly.
Months turned into a year as it passed unknowingly, but still he didn’t appear again. She was confused, mad, hurt and disappointed of his sudden disappearance that she swore to herself that she will hate him until her breath lasts.
Graduation day..
“Princess, congratulations! Im so proud of you... you made it to the top inspite of everything... I have an offer for you and I fully hope that you won’t say no to me sweetie.”
Mr. Smith spoke cheerfully and excitedly. He was so proud of his daughter’s achievements today that’s why he decided to discuss his golden offer to his princess. And he is much more sure that his daughter would accept it heartily.
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Having done with the long and tiring graduation ceremony, the proud father and the excellent daughter duo finally decided to take their leave and have a little and simple celebration as an appreciation for his princess’ efforts. The two walked towards the parking lot leisurely and hopped in the car in a casual way. "Let's go..." Mr. Smith urged his personal driver to drove away as he could sense his daughter's sadness and sorrows resurfacing again while watching the other students laughing with their complete family members. His daughter felt envy while looking at them and it triggered her hidden feelings again. "Yes sir!" Was the driver's short reply as he was sensible enough about their next location. Leaving the alma matter which was leading happy and joyful atmosphere, they headed straight towards the fine restaurant with their advanced re
Mr. Smith starred at his daughter’s face expectantly, trying to find signs of disagreement but all he could see was only worries and longing. He needed to explain some more to make her understand why he had planned something like this for her. “Princess, please say something... you can ask questions about what you want to know. I would answer it one at a time.” Izzabelle was silent for a moment, she didn’t totally disagree with her dad’s offer but she was so hesitant to accept it because she was worried about her father. Leaving him alone made her sad and gloomy. “Dad, may I ask you something? I hope you could tell me the truth.?” She couldn’t help but asked, she was been so curious before about the possible answers but she was refraining herself, now is the time she guessed. “Shoot! I’m all ears baby..!” Cam
Early in the morning on the following day, Izzabelle then proposed to have a serious talk to her father and finally decided to accept her father’s once in a lifetime offer and set aside all her worries for the meantime. Her dad couldn't be more happier as he assured his daughter that he would be fine during her absence. He promised solemnly that he would deal everything according to himself. Mr. Smith couldn’t hide his excitement when he finally heard his expected answer from Izzabelle. She hesitated but finally gave in, they agreed to communicate each other regularly. He would always keep her updated if necessary. Her father had planned everything for her instantly ahead of time. The following day Izzabelle packed her personal belongings and catch her flight. The father and daughter duo hugged and bid their goo
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“If you don’t have an appointment, you'd better back out because you can’t see him today! You have to set one to get your seductive ass into his office. He’s a busy boss and I would not allow and tolerate any of you're kind to approach him!” The lazy female receptionist which looked in her thirties yelled loudly at Izzabelle trying to catch everyone’s attention to focus on them. She wanted to embarrass and humiliate the gorgeous lady in front of her desk unreasonably for looking for their handsome CEO. And she successfully caught the employees' gossipy attention. The mad woman whom they called as their receptionist was now glaring at her fiercely like she was some sort of an unknown creature that suddenly teleported from the outer space. The crowd was uncontrollably getting crazy every seconds as it passed whispering harsh words against her to each other. They’re also starring dagge
After having done with the lobby's nonsense and shenanigans, the father and daughter duo decided to take their leave under the curious and envious gazes of their employees. The two walked closely to each other and went towards the CEO’s exclusive elevator. The dignified CEO pressed the elevator's button to open it's door and gentlemanly lead his daughter to go inside first before he proceeded to dragged himself next to enter. He then pressed the close button and proceeded to press again the 50th floor button of the building which was exclusive only for the executives. "Dad, how have you been doing while I'm gone?" The young Smith was undoubtedly curious as she was itching to know a
Leaving the bathroom, she made her way to the lounge exit which was exactly her father’s very own office. She roamed her eyes around the wide and luxurious yet simply decorated room and noticed that the interior design of her daddy’s office doesn’t even change through out the years. The room still look the same as it look like before, white and gray in color with a huge book shelf full of business books in a right corner, a new set of black leather couch with a glass coffee table in its center. And still stood in the corner of the right a mini bar with his own collection of aged wines that serves his little scape from everything. While observing the whole wide and spacious office her eyes fell unconsciously into an old and antique familiar oil painting which was attached on the wall for ages across her father's office table. It was their complete family of four. On t
Mr. Smith whom Mr. Scott's longtime friend had known exactly why his friend seems so sad and melancholic in narrating his story about his own son. He once had a son too. A young and good looking one just like his daughter but fate treated them ruthlessly and played them cruelly. And not just his son but also his wife was taken away from them. Leaving the two of them suffering in too much agony. The feeling of grievance and sorrows that he choose to hide in his heart within the years resurfaced again. The bleeding wound that he ignored as time went to pass by as he thought that it had already healed but he was wrong. It was just patched up momentarily and it burst out again as it was tightening his chest even more. But he can’t let his emotions wrapped himself again.