8 Chapter Seven

Natsumi

I go to school early in the morning to be able to think properly.

As much as I thought, that Jenthrix boy keeps on bugging me that has a mind-set to take revenge on the person who stole their seat.

Like seriously? Is there such a man? Even women will not let it pass?

I just preoccupied myself with arranging documents for the business I was handling.

Asakura Group of Company

All businesses that can enter the company are entered by entrepreneurs as long as they can join them. Everything can be legal. I am the person who can accept businesses as long as it goes through all the legal processes.

I stopped typing on my laptop when I noticed someone watching me. I did not take my eyes off the laptop.

Jaymie Lera Salcedo-Miller

She is the only one who is always the early bird of this room, I am sure she is watching me now.

I always do a background check on the people approaching and talking to me, Michelle is always ahead of me. Even though I haven't said it yet, she is already doing the background check on the people I meet. She loved her job very much.

"Good morning Miyuki!"

"Morning JL."

I heard no answer from her. Maybe she's wondering why did I call her in her nickname. All I can do right now is to finish these papers. Even if it's not all over, just reduce it.

"You too early Miyuki. Just excited to go first?" she was in front of me.

I put my laptop in my bag first then I finally looked at her.

Am I really excited? Or am I just afraid of being given an early blessing from a man who always seems to have a visitor, like a girl thing?

"Nah, I just went somewhere earlier so I came in early. Need anything?"

"May I borrow your notes?"

I quickly grabbed my notebook and immediately handed it to her. I slapped my earphones to my ear and listened to the songs while waiting for class to begin.

Just a few minutes later, our classmates arrived one after another.

Does my skirt seem to shrink? This is another thing I will fix, the change of uniform of the students of this university. Women's legs are too exposed due to the shortness of the skirt worn.

I looked at the door when someone suddenly opened it. I immediately raised an eyebrow at the man who always seemed to have a visitor, like a girl thing.

"You still sitting on that chair?" I removed my earphones first, good morning is not in his vocabulary.

"Well, hello there Tyson. As I said yesterday, I have the freedom to choose where I want to sit and this is a university property. So why are you so mad?"

"You shut up lady!" I even raised my eyebrows at what he was saying.

Pick up a Tyson? Did I think he wasn't losing?

"I told you, never mess up with me. Maybe teasing you will become my habit?" smiling I told him.

I immediately avoided looking at him as we looked into each other's eyes. I could not look into his eyes. There's something in his eyes and I can't look at what's there. His eyes are like a kryptonite.

"Don't mind him." Stenard mouthed as I looked at him.

How do they cope with their friend's behavior? And don't they get bored when they are with Jeriel who is even quieter than the dead? The weirdness of their friendship.

The morning class passed quickly, after lunch, we had two hours vacant again before the arts class where we had a painting presentation.

I heard nothing else in our class but Tyson endless talking behind me, talking about nonsense, his narration, and his endless bad looks at me.

While me? I only sometimes correct Jenthrix's wrong answers in recitations, he just looking at me, it looks like she is going to kill me.

I am also sure that he did a background check about me and my personality. He will only be disappointed with what he gets. The information about me is so minimal.

Up to this minute, Jenthrix still telling something about me while talking to our female classmates. I just rolled my eyes at them.

While waiting for the art class, my phone suddenly vibrated because of the text.

'Hello Natsumi, how are you? -Kent' Who is this Kent?

I don't remember that I give anyone my phone number. Maybe a stalker? Or an old school mate?

"You're different." I looked at the man who spoke.

"What do you mean different, Dizon?" I regretted it when I turned to him.

His face was only a few inches away from me. How did he get here so fast?

Seeing his black eyes makes me feel uncomfortable. I should be careful especially with him. He's a mere observer. I could see in his eyes that he wanted to know who and what I really was.

"You're not scared, threatened, and weak. I can't read you, you're unpredictable." I could see the amazement in his eyes and he was really interested in meeting me.

"What else can I expect from you? A cold and quiet person is a good observer."

He stopped looking at me when someone sneezed in front of us. I saw Jenthrix standing in front of us barely able to paint his face.

"I'm watching." That is his last words before he returned to his seat.

Jenthrix still thinks badly of me as if I have committed a great sin. His friend talked to me, not me. He's acting like a gay! My God! Is it really a man?

My classmates returned to their seats when our professor arrived. The painting presentation immediately began.

I first volunteered to be the first to present so that I could disappear next to Jenthrix even for a moment. I can no longer bear to hear his sound like a woman is acting like you stole her crush from her.

I finished my presentation quickly and they were all amazed at my work.

Many say that I'm a God of painting, others said I'm a legend, and more. I just showed what I am. Unpredictable as seen in the painting.

When I got back, I could still hear something coming from Jenthrix.

"Were you conceived in the ass of a chicken? You've been talking and talking than a woman?" I could no longer bear his noise.

"What? You called me a girl?" Jenthrix said loudly to me.

I turned my attention back to the front. All our classmates were looking at us.

Ms. Harakazumi and Mr. Tyson are you listening?" our professor asked.

I just smiled at our professor's question.

One point Natsumi.

"I'm listening, Sir. I don't know if the person behind me is listening."