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XXXVIII: Mr. President, Aren't You Starting To Fall?!
The school day is about to end yet there's no much progress about the information that Ulysses and Dylan want to know. And from the looks at it, Dylan's consciousness doesn't seem to overtake Vincent's body anytime soon. Looks like the campus heartthrob really had a good sleep.
As of the moment, as the Student Council president even in this dream, Ulysses is doing his usual routine of going to the Student Council Office after classes. The current Student Council secretary, Vincent Cruz, is also with him.
"This document just needs your signature." Vincent handed Ulysses a piece of paper.
"What is this about?" Ulysses asks as he looks at the recipient of the document and who sent it.
"It's a proposal from a group of young ladies." Vincent responded. "They want to create their own Volleyball Club."
Ulysses leans on the backrest of his chair and puts the paper down on his desk. "Don't we already have a Volleyball Club?"
"That's right." Vin
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The clear blue sky is showing auspicious clouds. Truly fine weather, perfect for outings. And it's Sunday too. At times like this, usually people go out to wander from place to place. Some go to the beach, some to parks and malls, and there are also some who do adventures such as mountain climbing. It's such a waste that Ulysses, Dylan, and Denise are just staying inside their house. Actually, they have plans to go chill in the nearby mall today and buy some groceries before they come back home. Unfortunately, even though it's Sunday, Mrs. Cruz needed to go to the company she's working for. She says it was an emergency and she can't refuse it. She also said that she'll just do the groceries alone after her work. And that's how Denise, Dylan, and Ulysses end up staying inside the house all day. Although the three are staying in the living room altogether, they are not talking as they are busy with their phones, and sometimes just spacing out, diving into the deepest p
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A piece of pleasant music played using a piano sounded on Dylan's ears. Its rhythm isn't hurried nor too slow. It's just right to make one's heart calm and put one's mind in a tranquil state. The melody sounds so serene, similar to that of a lullaby that puts the listener at ease. A melody sounds so serene that Dylan is willing to listen to it forever without getting tired of it.Dylan slowly opens his eyes. He got blurry vision so he has to blink twice for him to be able to see things better. He wonders, how long has he been asleep? But first thing's first, the ceiling doesn't look the same as the ceiling they have in their house. Even so, it doesn't look unfamiliar to him either. He just doesn't know where exactly is he yet. He doesn't have a clear recollection of what happened before he fell asleep too.He looks around to find out what kind of place he is in. Apparently, he's inside of a room made of wooden walls, wooden flooring, and even a wooden ceiling. The majority of
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The cool wind that blows on Dylan is carrying a faint scent of fresh grass. Strange might it seems but he likes the smell of newly trimmed grasses. It's quite refreshing and calming for him. Looking above, the sky isn't showing fair weather. It's a cloudy day and it looks like it will rain sooner or later. Even so, Dylan doesn't bother to go find a shelter. Or more like, he's too confused to do anything. He's still in the phase where he tries to analyze what's happening.Like usual, Dylan finds himself spacing out without any idea or a very clear recollection of what happened before he arrived in a particular place. As his eyes wander around the area, Dylan finds himself sitting on a bench by the schoolyard. He's sure this place isn't Northwestern High School, but there's something within him that tells him that this is the boarding school Vincent attends."Right, I'm still dreaming," Dylan mumbled to himself.In this scene, he has the initial knowledge that he's be
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The smile on Vincent's lips is as sweet as the morning dew and as bright as the ray of sunshine coming from the fine weather above. For the past four years, this is probably his happiest day. Today, he officially finished his college degree. After such a long time, he can finally leave his cage. The graduation ceremony took almost half of the day but it didn't make Vincent feel exhausted even a bit. With a bouquet of fresh and fragrant flowers in his hand, he heads back to the House of Cruz. He's quite excited to see his sister after all those long years, and congratulate her for her upcoming wedding. She'll probably be very busy by now just like what she said in the letter, and there's a possibility that she can't spare a long time for him. Even so, he still wants to extend his word of best wishes in person. "Welcome home, Master Vincent." The guards respectfully greet him by the gate. This time, he didn't need to show his pendant to them which saves him tim
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"You kicked your blanket again!" Alphonse frowns the moment he saw Vincent is not covering himself with the thick blanket for the nth time. But this frown on his face doesn't look scary at all. He looks adorable instead. "You need to keep covered, big brother, or else you're going to feel worse."The little man puts the tray he's holding on the nearby nightstand and helps Vincent rise into a sitting position so that the elder can drink the juice he personally prepared. Moments ago, he went out of Vincent's room to get a glass of citrus juice for his "sick" brother. He even made sure that Vincent is comfortably lying on his bed but when he got back his brother already kicked the blanket."Right, right. I'm sorry." Vincent pulls the blanket and puts it around him again. "It's because it's too hot." He then fakes a smile at Alphonse. The truth is Alphonse really believed that his big brother is sick, and Vincent feels guilty for lying to the little one.This lie al
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The ground is rough and got some sharp-edged stones and pebbles. Vincent's feet hurt but it doesn't matter to him. What he's feeling inside is more painful than him running barefoot on rocky ground. "Vincent, wait!" William's cold look on his face got tainted with a hint of worry. He thought, how could Vincent run away like that if he has a fever and his head hurt? With his hand extending towards the other, William slowly closing the gap in between them. Not long after chasing him, William finally took grasp on Vincent's wrist, pulling him into a stop. "Vincent, what do you think you're doing? You should go back to your room and rest." Now that they got close enough, William can't help but compare this man before him with the Vincent he lives with four years ago. He didn't change much. He's about the same height. His physical appearance is more or less the same too. It's like William just took a large leap through time and traveled back to the past. "
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