Chapter 1

As I pushed through the crowd, I realized how late it was. Clearance started hours before I even arrived in campus, my heart was beating so fast that it felt like it could jump out from my chest anytime now. I finally could see the clearance officer after so many bodies I pushed.

According to my dad I was supposed to just approach him and tell him my name. Personally, I hated being like this, feeling like the privileged child but there were times such as these I was happy my dad had connections.

"Mr Efe?!" I said. It didn't seem like he heard me which was understandable considering the noise coming from the crowd.

"Mr Efe!!" I tried increasing my voice but to no avail, so I tried harder to get to him. As I walked, I felt less confident and when I finally got to him, it felt like it took me forever. I touched him and called his name again, he turned to me and said "Mr Efe is not around."

I was dumbfounded.

"Sir, I just got admitted into the department of sociology and anthropology and I haven't been cleared yet and I don't really know how to go about it." I said

The man frowned "Can't you see your mates over there?! Go and get your number and wait like the rest of them!" he basically shouted.

I slowly walked away from the table and tried calling Mr Efe's number, but he wasn't answering the call and I didn't want to call my dad.So, I guess I have to do this myself.

I went behind the Hall to get my number and I saw a guy looking really bored, he looked like a Yoruba demon.He had it all really, the amazing looks, caramel skin, beautiful brown eyes, pink lips, I can keep going but it would seem weird if I do. Yea yea, I know, it's already weird.

And then he broke my line of thoughts

" Well, is there something you want or you just want to stand there, looking stupid."

That was totally my wake up call, I took a deep breath and said " Em sorry, I came to get my number, so I can get cleared."

I wanted to insult the arrogant idiot so badly but I decided against it. I didn't want to start uni(university) with a fight plus the demon might be important.

He pointed to a table, I walked over to get the paper and quickly left the room. I could feel his eyes on me as I left.

I was so pissed! I hate when really good-looking guys feel like they have the right to walk all over people and just be plain evil.

I so got it right when I referred to him as a Yoruba demon. He's got the looks all right. Did I mention he had an amazing voice? It was smooth and rough at the same time and to add the cherry on top, he had an accent. Sweet, sweet British accent.All the ingredients to make a woman fall to her death.It's so not fair.

"I hate him"

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Well, it's 2 p.m., and they just told everyone they were done for the day, they were supposed to be here till 4 p.m.!!.

I was the next person on the line, I sighed.

My luck today is awful! They obviously won't start from where they stopped today, I can't go through this again.

I was just about leaving when I heard my name through the speakers in the Hall "Ese Idaho"

I looked at the podium and saw a man who I assumed to be Mr Efe and I answered "yes sir!"

He came down from the podium and I walked up to him "you look so big now my dear, you were so small the last time I saw you " He smiled

"you grew up beautifully," He added

"Thank you sir"

My God thank You, this is the man I have been looking for.

"So let's get you cleared," He said

We walked to his office which wasn't very far from the Hall.

"So your dad mentioned you got into Sociology and anthropology," He said while his eyes look through his desk

"Yes sir," I said

"That's good, you took after your father, that's what he actually wanted to study way back then but his father refused" He said softly

I smiled back.

I'm happy someone thinks so, cause not even my dad does, he has always been so distant and I don't know why. I always try to make him happy, applying for this course was to make him happy because I knew it was his hidden passion and I happen to find it interesting too. I wanted him to be proud of me just like he was of my older brother, but still nothing.

Mr Efe stopped my line of thinking by saying "So just give me your document and by tomorrow you would be cleared. Come back tomorrow for your clearance slip."

I was beyond happy " I'm very grateful___

I couldn't finish my sentence because I was interrupted by a knock "come in" Mr Efe said

"Sir, I can't do this" the Yoruba demon I saw earlier said, seeming agitated. He didn't finish his sentence because he realized Mr Efe wasn't alone.

" Em, I'm so sorry sir, I'll come back later" He turned all timid and left

Well, talk about strange.

I turned back to Mr Efe and said "thank you sir, I'm so grateful for your help"

He smiled, the man was really nice and talkative. One of the few adults I actually like and I then stood up and walked out of the office.

And there he was, the Yoruba demon. He was on his phone, pacing and rambling "I can't do this! I have school work, what is he trying to do? Kill me?!. I shouldn't even be here."

That's when he turned and noticed me "I'll call you back mom"

He turned to me looking pissed and strangely amused as well

"Eavesdropping now, are we?" He smirked

"Oh please, I was just walking by, plus you shouldn't be having private discussions in a public place" I rolled my eyes and walked away

"Hey, wait up!" He walked up to me

"Yes?" I said rather harshly, I'm done playing nice

He touched his hair which was wavy and thick but short and dark.

*ESE get back your senses* I said to myself and then I went back to looking at him like he was wasting my time because he actually was. I had to get to my hostel, it has been a long day.

I then realized he looked nervous " Em, I'm so sorry about earlier, I was just in a bad mood. My apologies. "

Again with the accent, it's doing things to me, to top it all up he smiled. Like really!! Just kill me *Em, ESE what happened to your hate*, the sensible part of me said and that brought me back to my senses

"You being in a bad mood, doesn't give you the right to be rude to others." I said

" I know, I know. That's why I'm apologizing." He said sheepishly

"Right.." I said with laces of Sarcasm

"So, can I get your number? So we can talk about how I can make it up to you" He said

*Seriously this guy* I face palmed internally

"Are you serious?" I hissed and started walking away

He followed me. He's persistent I'll give him that

"Your name at least" He gave me a really cute smile

"It's Ese." I said 'cause, I was just so tired and I really wanted to get to my hostel to rest.

"I'm Seyi!, nice name" he smiled and added " I'm sorry again"

I nodded and walked away and this time he didn't follow me.