Chapter 1

I stared at myself in the mirror figuring out what would best suit my all-time favorite fitted skinny jeans.

Is it the pink floral off-shoulder top? Or a plain white spaghetti? The latter totally fits my body.

I sigh and just choose the latter and partnered it with thick full-body coat.

I went out of my room and look out on the window. The five-am morning breeze always wakes up my sleeping hormones team up with a cold- very cold water which definitely ruins my sleepy head.

I went out and started walking to school that`s just an hour and a half distance away. Too far to think but it`s only because I`m walking, but if someone would drive me it will only take 20 minutes to reach.

Maximillan`s not fond of establishments and that results for this town to have only one school (all levels), one hospital, one police station, and other establishments that a city should provide.

The hospital is located near the police station which is far from the town school. I lived in the south, the hospital and police station are both in the west and the school in the north.

Maximillan is a round shape city or town and it`s kinda small that almost all people knew each other. Except from me.

I stopped walking and get my ID before entering the school premises. It`s 6:10 and I still have 20 minutes before my first class starts. I spend the entire time in the library, reading books about psychology, and checking out news from my old hometown.

My first three classes went well. All I remember is the names of our prof and their subject. Now I`m sitting at the fourth row waiting for the fourth subejct prof to come.

"Hey, is there someone sitting here?" I shooked at the blondie girl who asked.

After settling in, man in late twenties came and greeted. He introduced himself as Gray Hunter, teaching one of the majors in psychology.

"He`s hot." I looked at the blondie who commented and return my gazed in front.

To be honest, I can say that he looks like a hot bachelor. His face seems to be very intimidating partnered with those skyblue eyes and his built, no comment for that. But why are biceps look good on black shirts?

The discussion revolves around Andy Hamerson who`s born smart and witty. Learned things by observing and interacting with it.

"Just like Andy Hamerson, you can learn by imitation. It is known as social learning and is one of the earliest forms of learning behavior. But just remember learn how to classify those behaviors, whether they`re good or bad for you."

The class ended when the bell rang and in just a snap everyone`s gone. I was still fixing my coat when I noticed that Gray is there in his table writing something.

With my things up, I went to him and saw what he`s writing.

"Seems like you`re a well-adjusted and adaptable type of person, Mr. Gray." I spat.

He looked at me using his emotionless face but I still kept my smile. I noticed in his right hand at the back of his palm there`s tattoo, an arrow tattoo.

"How do you say so?" Despite of my surprise to his response I answered him.

"Well looking at your average-sized penmanship and the top of the letters sit just below the center of the line, that explains." He raised one of his eyebrows making me moved away from him.

"T-that`s based on psych." I added, then I heard some footsteps coming into our place so I immediately walk away from him saving my embarrased ass.