------------------------------- Maximillan's POINT OF VIEW. -------------------------------   My eyelids were heavy because I didn't sleep well wondering if I was overreacting to what I had hurt liah's feelings yesterday. I also don't know why I was so angry yesterday, I know that liah is a player and I'm just one of her targets. I also knew she wouldn't stop unless she's satisfied. It’s weird because I don’t want her to talk to anyone else. I hate hearing her utter the words 'love' and 'like'.   Arrgghhh!! I ran my fingertips and messed up my hair, why am I like this? Why do I feel guilty after seeing her face? If only I had not looked back, I wouldn't have seen a solemn reaction on her face.  

--------------Merliah's POINT OF VIEW.------------------------ Good thing I went to his office today. I didn't expect him to accept my lame excuse just to stroll to the school festival. He seems to be in a good mood now, maybe he had a bad day yesterday, then I annoyed him so we ended up in an argument, anyway, what matters now is we are not awkward with each other. First, we went to a food stall lined up along gate 1 as a food area, gate 2 is for the booths while gate 3 was an empty space for a safe and less hassle exit of visitors. Because the university is open to outsiders, this foundation celebration is also used to lure visitors to enroll or transfer to Elysian. The smell of c

--------------Merliah's POINT OF VIEW.------------------------ Now, I would like to ask if anyone can pass through this part of the university.  'Please make this one let go of my wrist.'   I’m sure he won’t let anyone see him holding my wrist. He'll let me go if someone sees us in this awkward situation. "Let's try the horror house. You should go first and wait for me once you get inside." He finally let go of my wrist. “Are you kidding me? Why don't we just go in together?” I fought back. 

--------------Merliah's POINT OF VIEW.------------------------ The dean took over when we got out of the elevator. "Good morning," he greeted back before closing the elevator. “Is he the one who glared at us back then, wasn't he? He is the mean guy at gate 3?” Justin asked. “Huh? Oh! Yeah, it's him. He is the dean of our college, a very stubborn one.” "It's a pity I almost had a crush on him. Anyway, I have daddy Arvin."  He clings to Arvin's left arm. I, on the other hand, leaned to the right, but Arvin didn't complain. “Just cha

--------------Merliah's POINT OF VIEW.------------------------ He is either putting up a show, or he simply doesn't like me! They took out their cell phones and handed them to me, so they want me to be the photographer?! THE AUDACITY OF THIS BITCHES! I smiled and butted in, “Wait a minute, maybe you want to step aside first? We are blocking the way, CHILDREN.” Then they apologized, and then we stepped aside. I removed the dean's cap and tip-toed to comb his golden hair. "Wow, your hair... is it natural?"