What If

She could feel a soft tingle in her stomach as she took her bag and stepped out. She had a love hate relationship with the fact that no matter how he behaves or whatever plan she has for him, somehow leads her to reach a tender part of herself. She could not stop thinking about it as she walked behind him through the corridor, ready to leave, without knowing what to expect from these upcoming days.

There were no one at the gate as he proceeded to open it himself, waiting by it to let her head to the car first. Erika did it with a hesitant demeanour, realising he was showing how he would've acted towards her if there weren't any signs of hatred between them. He walked behind her and before she could, he held the door to the passenger's side open for her. She looked at him with awe.

"I am a gentleman.. until it comes to you," he said with a hidden story behind the look in his eyes. Erika wanted to ask but she suppressed that urge, after all, arguing wouldn't be very normal for them. She