Trapped in Lace

Ezra's POV    "Why do I have to do this?" I couldn't help but mutter that to myself as my ears were filled with the loud sound of music coming not far from here.    People are rushing everywhere, and their footsteps gradually get louder as they keep coming back and forth. "This is why I hate this place." The sounds make me irritable as I watched them panic over the missing clothes they should have prepared before the event even started.    "Hey, Ezra! You're late!" I flinched upon hearing that voice. That same voice that's been haunting me even in my sleep.    As I turn my gaze towards that person's direction, she raises her eyebrows as she kicked me in the butt. "

I couldn’t believe what he just did. I know that I’m somewhat a pushover but that’s quite rude. “Please do mind your own business,” I said as I took a last glance at him and walked away. I hope we won’t meet again.   “Okay!” He shouted. “Just take care of yourself!” He’s nosy but I couldn’t care less. I don’t want to involve myself with such a bright person. He’ll just make me realize how much of a gloomy thing I am. And he would definitely drain the energy that I’ve been saving for work, plus he’s blinding.    I arrived in front of the classroom with my cold hands trembling as I couldn’t muster the courage to open the door. This is an unknown place, I would probably be bullied because of how passive I am but…  

Lean greeted me near the gate of the company which makes it easier for me to get in. Although people are already aware that I’m a VIP because I’m her little brother, they don’t really know my purpose as to why I keep coming to the company like this.    “Ion, hurry! I have a new dress made for you.” Lean said as she pulls me towards my dressing room. “Here, look at this.” She proudly showed me her new creation but I’m not impressed.    “You’ll make me wear a sleeveless crop top that shows my belly button?” I looked at her straight in the eyes. “Haven’t you forgotten what just happened the other day?” She looked at me with clueless eyes and made me slap my forehead.    “Someone caught me naked! And even mentioned my flat chest right in front of me!”&

“Center!” I tossed the ball to Ezra’s direction and he easily spiked it which leads to another score for our team. “Nice toss!” He raised both of his hands at me as if waiting for me to do something, he’s anticipating. However, I tilted my head as I feel confused by those actions. What does he want from me?  He chuckled. “It means high-five.” Ezra made me raise both of my arms and he did the high-five with me. I blinked thousands of times as I don’t get what does that meanwhile I stare at both of my hands which are now redder than usual. “Don’t you need to tie your bangs? I think it’s getting in the way.”  Ezra tried to s

Maybe the gods hate me. This is why I’m stuck with Ezra right now. I would have been thankful if it was Mitch, he was at least tolerable. But not this upperclassman! I don’t understand but I just can’t feel comfortable with him.    Whenever he’s near, I could feel anxiety swallowing me because he would often talk to me a lot and I suck at interacting with other people.    I spouted nonsense already when he was talking to me before. I’m scared that I might say something that I don’t want anyone to know. Although I'm aware that it’s rude not to answer at all, I still don’t want to.    “Mitch was searching for you. You just left without a word.”