Briar's POVWhen I got inside the elevator, I saw myself in the mirror. My neck was covered with love bites, and my lips were puffy. I blushed as a ticklish sensation spread across my body. His liking of me still fascinates me. Is this a dream? Does the most fantastic and gorgeous man I've been crushing on likes me too? Even so, is that possible? And I still find it difficult to accept that he asked me first! I was really floating on cloud nine.I exited the elevator as soon as it opened. No one was in the lobby because it was late at night. Everything was extremely quiet. All I could hear as I went was the sound of my shoes hitting the ground. I ran back to my room since the silence and the chill in the air made me feel uneasy. It wasn't too far to the elevator, but for some reason I was finding it incredibly difficult to make the trip.My stride quickened, and I made it to our room without delay. After knocking, I saw that the door had already been opened. I hoped when I went inside

Briar's POVDays have passed since we last truly interacted. His recent busyness has been primarily due to the yearly interschool and house tournaments. The literary club, the theatre, and other clubs were all involved in a lot of activities. The whole school was like a gigantic carnival, and we were all obviously having a good time. We either prepare for or hold competitions every day. As a result, everyone in the school is busy with something.It was late at night; I was still working on a project at my desk. Even though I still had time to finish it, I chose to do so today, because my drowsy baby form still hadn’t taken over; fortunately.I had some chocolate in my hand, which motivated me to finish my work without feeling drowsy or bored. I thought back to the day he handed me these chocolates as I licked my lips. He constantly asks me to use the random items he gives me so he can continue to get me even more gifts. For the past about four weeks of us dating, he has given me choco

Briar’s POV“Do you like churros?”“Hm?” He looked up at me, while I was leaning on his desk in front of him. Almost ten o’clock late at night and he was still working in his office. He usually asks me to hang out with him, even when he has work, which makes my heart warm.“We can make them together.”“You want to?”“Hmm.” I smiled and he chuckled.“You need to stop being so cute.” I could not help but chuckle when he poked my nose. “Have you made them before?” He asked.“What if I say no?”“Then I’ll have to order a pizza as well.” He said making me chuckle and continued, “ugh, I love making you laugh.”“Do you?” I said and made my way over to him, while he just watched my movement and after reaching near him, I sat on his lap. Wrapping my arms around his neck and noticing his arms circling around my waist like an automatic movement made me blush.“I actually love it more, when you do this.” He said and I kissed his cheek.“Oh, this is my favourite part.”“Really?” I said and kissed

Briar's POV"Are you crazy?!" Gretchen frowned at me. She clearly looked extremely annoyed.She was the one who knocked on the door and as assumed by my intuitions, she knew about me and Mr. Wilson's relationship. I wonder how? But if I ask her at the moment, she'd probably beat the shit out of me. Yes, she would, not even kidding. I had nothing to defend myself with, because no matter how much I try to normalize this, our relationship can never be accepted by people. At least not initially."Do you have any idea what you are doing?!" Gretchen asked angrily and my face was down in embarrassment. "Answer me, Briar! Your silence won't clear my confusion." Her voice reflected the motherly disappointment and sisterly concern.I struggled to find the right words to respond, but it was impossible. What was there left for me to say to her? Who is she to comment on my relationship, should I say? I would go ahead if I wanted her to scream and possibly murder me in the process. She was simmerin

Briar's POVNext morning, I woke up all refreshed, expecting that a new day would be better. Although my body hurt, my mind was renewed, giving away how lazy I felt. It appeared as though my weekend's fatigue was still with me. I still continued to push myself as the memory of the last weekend hit me. I missed our little date, just when I woke up.Gretchen tapped my shoulder from behind as I was combing my hair. I turned around and grinned at her in anticipation of her asking me to mend her shirt or inform her of whether or not her uniform was in good condition, but she gave out a different vibe with her expression.I arched my brows in an effort to decipher the meaning behind her look. She was horribly composed while also being shocked. I was frightened since I couldn't read her face. As my breath became uneasy, a sudden feeling of unease crept across my entire body."Gretchen, what is it?" I asked her and she looked at me as her breath became deeper.It felt as if she doesn't know h