"Sir, positive sir!" The police officer informed us, which made us alert. We were all alerted because his statement had only one meaning, that what Vildamir said was true, that there was a bomb in the entire place, and they were just waiting for Vildamir to detonate them. At first, we did not believe that they planted ten bombs in the entire place because we did not see anything during our hours of stay there. Chief sent someone to check if there really was a bomb in the area, and based on his report, there was, which caused us to be slightly worried. But we did not show it because we knew that he would use it against us in a way that would mock us."See? I told you," Vildamir said with a proud smile. It seemed like he was proud of himself because he had unlocked another achievement that he could boast about, that he had fooled us for the first time and made us look stupid. I was furious at the thought and my jaw clenched, and I balled my fists. When I looked at my colleagues, I was

CATCHING my own breath, I woke up from another freaking nightmare.I was bathing in my own sweat as I got up from my bed. I don't know why I was sweating so much, as if I was being showered with my own sweat even though there was an air conditioner. The room was cool due to the air conditioning, but here I was, drenched in my own sweat as if the place was burning hot.I placed my hand on my chest and felt how my heart was pounding so hard. It was so strong that anyone who hears it might think that I'm having a heart attack or my heart would burst out of its cage.Shit, what's happening to me?! And why do I keep dreaming about that tragedy even though I've buried it in the past multiple times?Out of frustration, I grabbed my forehead and roughly ruffled my hair.Damn! What's happening to me and why do I keep dreaming about that tragedy? For Pete's sake, it's been a freaking year since that tragedy happened and supposedly I've moved on, but why? Why am I still haunted by it, using my d

Who are you? Why are you late?" His thunderous voice echoed through the whole room and made me shiver.At the same time, I froze in my place and felt a cold chill. The professor stopped speaking because of his words, and the whole room went silent. Later, I felt the scrutinizing stares of my classmates, which made me more tense, and I gulped."I said, why are you late, miss?" he repeated the question, and I couldn't answer his first question, which caused the mountain of anxiety in my heart to double.If the anxiety I felt earlier was normal, now it grew even stronger, intensified, and my knees were shaking even more than before. I held onto the window sill next to me, as I felt like I was about to fall at any moment.I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down and get rid of the trembling in my knees.I didn't know why I was so nervous. I didn't know why my body reacted this way, even though it was just a simple question. But it seemed that his aura had something to do with it.

They swallowed before quickly turning their head repeatedly."N-o, it's not like that," they denied what I said."I called you because of Dean's orders to me," they added, grabbing my attention."Ha? What did Dean order you?" I asked, feeling slightly nervous.The tough attitude I had earlier disappeared into thin air because of what I heard them say.I was slightly worried because I thought that what happened yesterday in Dean's office might have something to do with this.I was worried that maybe it was because I got a zero for the question that Prof asked me yesterday, which made Dean realize that I was stupid. And because of that, he might have thought that I didn't deserve the scholarship I had, so he decided to take it away from me. And maybe that was what he ordered Prof Buenaventura to do, to tell me that I would be losing my scholarship.I was even more worried because I knew that it was possible. There was a high chance that it was the reason, because honestly, I wasn't real

"I am Dashiel Davin Carter, honey," he whispered in my ear, causing me to feel uneasy. And I never expected to feel more uncomfortable until I felt him take a slight sniff of my neck and whisper, "You smell so good, honey."Even my body hair stood on end upon hearing his words. As much as I wanted to push him away, I couldn't move my fingers, let alone my entire body. I was frozen, and I didn't know why my body reacted that way to his actions. Maybe I'm just not used to someone smelling me, especially on my neck, which is my weakness."Ehem!"Luckily, the professor cleared her throat and the guy backed away from me. I also straightened up from my position. When I looked at the professor, I saw her raise her eyebrows while looking at me intently.After a while, she gave me a disgusted look before approaching the guy. She held his arms before looking back at me and raising her eyebrow once again."Honey, are you done working out?" she sweetly asked, with a hint of flirtation.I was surp