Adavan I swallow my anger, trying to stay calm as much as I can. Doesn't she know how much beautiful she looks in red? Why doesn't she listen to me? I can imagine her milky white skin matching the shade of red. She will look no less than a Goddess. Never mind. Now I'm here to make her realize that. She will see the best version of her through my eyes. I smirk, looking at her and climb out of the car.  As soon as I hit the ground, people near me stop walking as they get frozen after discovering me there. I hear all the college girls chanting and whispering my name but my eyes remain stick to her. The way she is walking towards me is glueing my eyes to her.  Meanwhile, a crowd of people rush towards me with their phones and paper for photographs and autogra

Ivanna    "This girl!", I shrug, throwing my phone away. Ava isn't picking up my calls. What kind of behaviour is this? I thought we would be preparing together for our upcoming test. But she vanished suddenly.  Moving to my bed, I take my laptop and type a resignation letter. Though I'm still not getting good vibes, I make myself determined to do that. I had been pessimistic throughout my life, I could never do anything without having negative thoughts. Therefore, it would be my stupidity if I burden myself with negative thoughts again. Darn! I did a couple of spelling mistakes. What the heck am I doing? I erase the application and type it again. Meanwhile, my phone rings.     "Chris!", I beam, without looking at the mobile screen. He always calls me this hour.

Adavan  Removing the curtain from my face, I reach the balcony, sensing the cold breeze stroking against my skin. I peer at the sight around my massive firm. I can only see rows of trees, plopping with one another. When I acquired this vast land it was only a big piece of jungle, covered with wild trees and bushes. I've accomplished every possible thing that I wanted within the past few years. I thought there was the end of my satisfaction since I have everything a common man yearns for.  However, things weren't the same from the day I saw Iva. The only pretty lady survived on the earth. Now, I think I've got something new to acquire. It's Iva. I can still remember the moment when she was in front of me, closing her eyes, enjoying the melody. But she looked sexier when she wore the dress I asked her

"Yes, mom. I'll be late", I tell her on call as I step out of the car. I can hear the noise from the concert, standing 200 meters away. Christian hops down and stands beside me. "But you said you wouldn't go to your work from now", she says in a concern filled voice. "And what's this noise about?" "I'm at a concert, mom. I'll be late. Don't worry about me", I raise my voice so that she can hear me. "Really? You're in a concert?", she sounds shocked and excited at the same time. "Yes, some of my college friends are here", I roll my eyes. "Don't wait for me. I'll have my dinner" "That's good. I'm glad you're trying to meet people", she beams. "Take care and be careful"

Ivanna His sudden apology leaves me into surprise. I swallow the remaining piece of pizza somehow, looking at him with my elevated eyes. Did he apologise? I ask myself again. Yes, he did, which I never expected. I can't find words to emit. Putting my hands on my lap, I peer at him.  "That's.. completely fine", I mumble, trying to pass a smile, widening my lips. "No, that's not", he lowers his gaze, shoving the plate aside. He has left half of his food on the plate. I wanted to say something. But who will mess with a sleeping lion? I can't trust him. What if he again swaps!  "I don't know how to behave with people. 20 years!", he sighs. "I'm living alone for fucking 20 years!" I can s