Words come, words go and come again, the brunette was at home with her best friends, spending the afternoon together. Meanwhile, her parents, after several days, were on business trips with the Mikaelsons. Prior to that, she had vaguely told them about what the dark-haired guy had done at university and what he had been up to. Even they were surprised by his unusually friendly attitude. It was as if he had suddenly transformed into a different person and, over the course of several weeks, or rather, about three months - if she wasn't mistaken - he had been behaving this way.The girls sat on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, discussing which movies they could all watch together. At that moment, the black-haired girl sat next to them and spoke:"They're delicious," Belinda said, putting another piece of chocolate in her mouth. "He really outdid himself with this, don't you think?""Definitely," Jisoo followed, taking a bite as well, just like Rose. "I never thought I'd say this, bu
The brunette was somewhat surprised to see the dark-haired man in front of her house, who simply said:"Tom... What are you doing here?"To which the dark-haired man sarcastically replied:"Katherina, I'm also delighted to see you."The brunette noticed his sarcastic tone and said:"I... I apologize, I just didn't know you were coming or anything like that.""It's alright, Katherina. I didn't inform you or anything of the sort.""Adding to the fact that you've never been to my house before," Katherina said, and the opposite nodded. He had never been to her house before, not even remotely, so in that regard, she was right.Tom spoke:"You're right. But I came for something...""And what would that something be?" she asked, somewhat curious."This," he replied with his trademark smile before running towards his red Cadillac, retrieving a beautiful bouquet of white tulips and several colorful balloons that were haphazardly floating above it. Once he had what he needed in his hands, he ap
Something was simmering over medium heat, just like that. And it was none other than a question: Haven't you ever experienced that when you hear what seems to be a good joke, you laugh until you can't anymore? That your body feels weak from repeated laughter? Has that ever happened to you?Because if so, there's an answer to that, and it was at this moment, outside the campus, the three of them sitting on the bleachers of the football field during their short break, laughter bursting forth, trying to lower the intensity but unable to.Harrison, seated on the top row, placed his hands on the shoulders of the dark-haired guy sitting in the second row and said amidst laughter:"Oh, Tom Mikaelson. For the love of money and everything it entails, I can't believe this: Did you really spend ten thousand dollars on everything you did?" He asked the question and laughed even harder. "Don't mess with me, Mikaelson. I haven't even spent that much money on myself, and I'm a braggart when it comes
With that said, both opponents looked towards the court entrance and indeed, there came the brunette. They simply stopped talking about the subject and tried not to burst into laughter about it. Katherina walked towards them, more precisely towards the dark-haired one, who smiled at her, opened his arms to embrace her when she was already in front of him. Katherina embraced him back with a smile."Hello, beautiful." The dark-haired one said, giving her a chaste but tender kiss on the forehead and lips. Harrison and Laya, who were behind the brunette, chuckled at their friend's behavior and how the brunette fell for it. Tom glared at both of them, silently urging them to control themselves, and with a gesture beneath his hand, he asked them to step back, even if just a little, and they did. He focused on the brunette once again. "How are you?" he asked, caressing her hands when they stopped hugging.Katherina took a deep breath and responded after exhaling."I'm doing fine. But, the th
Days passed, and everyone attending university was somewhat surprised, or rather completely surprised, by how a certain brunette and a certain dark-haired guy went from hate to... something they thought was impossible but was happening. Yes, love? Indeed, the question marks couldn't be left behind, especially if such a drastic change between Katherina and Tom Mikaelson wasn't fully accepted. They had become very, very close, as if the years of attacks, fights, and hatred had never existed, as if the ice storm between them had never happened. It was explosive, what they had was explosive, or at least that's what a large part of the university was calling it.Damn, not even their parents were fully grasping the situation. Neither Tom's siblings and friends, nor Katherina's friends were. It seemed impossible, some sort of game, a overwhelming and terrifying reality.Yes, that was the case, or at least for others. In any case, they wouldn't meddle in that nest that had transformed from in
Clara looked at her daughter, not understanding why she had let out that sudden exclamation. So she asked her:"What's wrong, my dear?"Katherina responded, trying to speak in a normal tone."Nothing, Mother. It's just... This dinner is wonderful, it makes me happy... Seeing Tom's father enjoying himself, that's all."Upon hearing this, the parents of the dark-haired boy and her own parents looked at each other and smiled, happy that she felt that way. However, in reality, the brunette was desperately trying to get Tom to stop what he was doing, but it seemed impossible.Katherina spoke again as the adults refocused on their conversation. She looked at the dark-haired boy."Enough, Tom," she pleaded in a low tone, pretending to adjust herself in her chair, but it wasn't about that. Katherina reached for a beer on the table and took a long sip, trying to hide her stifled moan from the rest.Tom noticed and chuckled a bit, asking her, "Is the diet beer tasty, sweetheart?" His mocking to
Midnight fell and everyone was still enjoying themselves. Both sets of parents were on the dance floor, while the twins, along with their younger brother, played at the other end of the large table, deeply engrossed in their game. Meanwhile, the brunette and a certain dark-haired individual remained seated next to each other, exchanging glances without saying a word until Katherina broke the silence with a loud exclamation that made the other person laugh."You're such a jerk, Tom."The dark-haired individual replied, "I love it when you get angry, Katherina," he purred mockingly. In response, Katherina struck him on the thigh, to which the dark-haired individual pretended to be hurt and, still teasingly, asked her, "Why was that, sweetheart?"Katherina replied, "Because of what you did earlier, Tom. It wasn't the right time.""That's not what your lovely reactions down there seemed to imply, Katherina," he said in a husky tone, biting his own lips, causing the brunette to melt under
After their encounter at the dark-haired father's house, several days passed where Katherina and Tom were inseparable, both at university and on park outings, filled with laughter, anecdotes, and jokes. It seemed like nothing could tear them apart, especially when the dark-haired guy had asked the dean a few days earlier to place him in philosophy and Spanish classes, not so much because he liked them, but because the brunette was in those classes. They often got distracted by silly things or engaged in brief kisses, making sure the professors didn't see them, or indulging in that typical distraction where the brunette was next to the dark-haired guy and she reached for his crotch, playing with the bulge, getting back at Tom for something he had done days ago. That, and other things, they did when no one was watching.They seemed like the explosive couple of the moment. But now, in the present, something was off. Katherina had been absent from classes for several days - four to be exa