"This is a fact. Someone who truly loves and adores you, will not just tell you how they feel. Instead, they will go out of their way to show you that they love you. I hope you see the signs that I love you."
-Unknownymous
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Ace walks outside the room in a cool way, with his hands on both of his pants pockets. I have to admit how good-looking and mysterious he becomes after that long years I was not able to see him.
I put my hand on my chest and start to crumpled my uniform's collar, as I watched his back fading from my sight.
I heave a sigh, as I put my head on top of my arms.
It's so tiring today...
Too tiring to the point that a simple conversation with him, seems to drain all of my energy for the whole day!
Come on, I think I need a break!
After a minute of procrastinating on my sit, I decided to stand up as I pick up my bag to go to our next subject.
While walking down the corridor, I couldn't help but to always heave a sigh as I think about how I am going to face him later, when I have to tour him inside this school.
I mean...
Duuuuuuuuhhhh! Why do I fucking need to tour him anyway? Is he the son of the president? Or is he a fucking prince? He's not even the slightest important person to be treated like this with my awesome self! So why it has to be me, who needed to experience being stuck with that asshole in the first place?
I walk down the corridor, as I keep on doing my tantrums while having heavy footsteps.
This is so pretty annoying! GRRRRR!!!
I was walking down the stair, with my forehead furrowed when some asshole grabbed my hand, and assist me with my steps which made my forehead furrowed even more! Like what the fucking hell is wrong with him?
"Careful with your steps baby girl, you might fall down the stair if you don't look at your surroundings carefully!" Said smiling by the asshole with long eyelashes, pointed nose, thin pinkish lips, and a deep dimple at his left cheeks.
In short, this asshole is one hell of a good-looking jerk but still, he's a moron! And he is fucking pissing me off!
"Let Kuya help you, so you won't fall and hurt yourself ok?" The jerk added smiling cutely at me.
I slap his hand away from mine as I throw dagger looks in his direction.
"Just what fuck do you want from me?" I asked annoyed.
"Eh? I need nothing from you, baby, trust me, I just want to help you walk down the stairs so you won't fell off of your feet." He answered with a confused face.
"Will you please stop calling me baby? God! I'm not even your girl! Fuck you!" I yelled at him annoyed!
Like seriously? This jerk is getting to my nerves! GRRRR!!!
My irritation becomes worst as soon as I saw him chuckle, at the sight of me getting annoyed.
"You're cute." He said with a genuine smile, which seems to flatter me.
He looks at me with so much fondness, which seems like he was enjoying his time watching me get annoyed by him.
"Yeah right! Don't you have anything to say? That's already given, and I already know that!" I told him, as I rolled my eyes heavenwards.
I walk past him with heavy footsteps, as I walk down the stairs.
I was so annoyed with him, that I did not notice a step and fell down the stair.
Oh, God! What a day! GRRRR!
The guy immediately walks down the stair to help me stand up but I, unfortunately, sprained my ankle because of my stupidity.
I try again to stand but my sprained ankle hurts so bad.
"Hey sweety, are you ok? Do you want me to carry you?" The guy asked with so much worry on his face.
I can't believe how flirt he can be!
Because last time I checked, he's calling me baby a few seconds ago, and now he's calling me sweety? Like seriously?
"I can walk on my own! I can do things on my own, Flirt! Now, if you don't mind! Please leave me alone! You are getting on my way!" I yelled again.
The thing I hate the most are people who loved to stick their nose on somebody else business.
I find them annoying, plus the fact that they always act goody-goody at you, then they will eventually leave you when you are no longer needed!
I tried to stand up again, but my sprained uncle wouldn't let me at all. So when I tried to stand up, I immediately fall on my feet, slamming my pathetic ass against the cold ground.
"See? I told you, you need me! Let me carry you to the infirmary room!" The guy insisted.
"How many times do I have to tell you, that I can handle things on my own? So you better leave me alone!" I yelled again, which made his forehead furrowed.
"I don't know, who thought you to have such a high pride for a little girl. But you need to have that sprained cure!" He told me before he flinched my forehead, using his point and index finger.
This action made me rubbed my forehead in annoyance.
"What the f-" I didn't get the chance to finish my cuss when he took my hands, and forcibly put them around his neck and give me a piggyback ride.
"I'm not taking any complaints from you unless you are already cured! Understand?" He butts in.
"I SAID! LEAVE! ME! ALONE!" I yelled.
I tried to wag my feet and even tries to push him away from me, so I can escape but his holds tightened, which made us off balance when I push him again.
We both fall on the cold floor.
I bump my head on the wall because of that, and it fucking hurts like hell.
"Like seriously? How stubborn can you be? Tch!" He said with furrowed forehead and annoyed face.
"Stop being stubborn and let me take you to the infirmary, or else I'll throw you out of the window!" He threatened me, which made me scared for some reason.
I mean, I am not scared of being thrown out of the window! I am scared of his face, for fucking sake!
That warm-hearted-face-like guy a while ago turns into a Diabolik monster when he looks at me.
I didn't say a word and just nod my head submerging with his words.
"Good. Now get on my back, and let me carry you." He said, still looking scary at my eyes.
He pats my head, like a freaking kid before he turns his back at me, and gives me a piggyback ride.
I didn't say a word as I encircled my arms around his neck, while he was carrying me.
"Whose daughter are you? Are you a teacher's daughter? Why are you walking alone, around the corridor while spacing out?" He asked.
"None of your business. Just walk, and stop talking to me." I answered him snobbishly, which made him shut up.
I knew it!
So that's why he keeps on approaching me a while ago? He thought that I am a freaking kid who was lost while walking absent-mindedly around the corridor.
So annoying!
As soon as he reaches the infirmary, he immediately walks inside and takes some medicine inside the medicine cabinet.
It seems like he was always here, as he already knows where those medicines can be found.
When we enter the infirmary, there is no one around there so he made me sit on the edge of the bed, while he put a cold compress on top of it, pressing it with so much gentleness upon my sprain.
After he was done, he made my feet elevated, to avoid discomfort.
I just watch him throughout that time, as he tries to cure the swelling.
I absentmindedly touch his hair, while he was checking my sprain.
"Yes? Do you need anything?" He asked softly while looking at me.
His gaze made me embarrassed, so much that I can now feel my blood on the top of my head, as I felt my face hit up.
"Your blushing. Are you sick?" He asked gently, so I avoid his eyes and look outside the window.
"S-shut up!" I yelled again, as I stuttered with my own words.
I heard him sigh as he pats the top of my head.
"Grumpy little missy." I heard him murmured.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" I asked him in high pitched voice.
"Nothing." He dismissed my question with a smile.
"What is your name little missy?" He added while smiling beautifully at me.
Damn! Such a handsome jerk.
I felt my face burning again so, I just look down at my legs.
"T-tin-tin," I whispered.
"I knew it! You do have such a cute name, the same as your face." He said cheerfully.
"I'm Clovis. Nice meeting you, baby Tintin." He said while smiling...