I leaned back on the bench facing direct to the sky. The sky had many stars yet without moon, it looked lonely. I stared at it stealthily letting cold air relax my calm.
My phone vibrated and I opened to see new notifications from Instagram. My useless friends tag me in a photo where I wasn't even present.
"So they're hanging at Liu's room."
I texted saying I'm gonna join. After an hour, I reached at dorm and went to Liu's room.
Liu's a lazy guy. He does nothing except video games. His father was so pissed with his panda son, he decided not giving him any food. Liu starved for many days but he didn't even tried to do a single work for surviving.
"So that old guy tried to make you a trap."
"Don't even mention him. I could only pay rent, electricity bill. I will have to starve...god. Help me find a way in getting money," I grouched.
"Get a rich girlfriend." My girl forever single friend, Tao. All his fantasies, dreams, talks center with girls. He's hardly handsome with an annoying flirty personality.
"Where in the world I would get a rich girl?"
"It's here."
Tao showed a girl's IG account. After observing the photos of her, anyone can say she's super rich.
"She's interested in you," Tao grinned.
"She's from my faculty," Horis said. The instinct seeker, Horis. He's grades good, smart, quite personality but not that much handsome.
"She follows me on IG. I didn't even notice," I yelled.
"Text her."
We chatted with her all night and she told me to meet in the music club cafeteria the next day.
We all slept in Liu's small space bed. I even got to smell Tao's raw fart of morning. I'm sure oneday, his wife's gonna beat the shit out of him for farting.
I skipped the second class and went to the music club. Everyone there seemed busy as they were preparing for campus's fall festival.
In my two years in campus, I had never come here. Besides, I haven't seen any of their programmes or performances despite there were some popular girls in this club.
I entered the cafeteria looking for Cora. She waved at me holding a guitar on her hand sitting in a small table.
I went to her with a smily face, "You are..?"
"You can't recognize me. I'm Cora, the pretty girl you talked yesterday."
Oh, you are a typical narcissistic rich girl.
"No, you're prettiest," I smiled.