Finally, I came to the university, which is one of the most prestigious universities in the country. Now there is a festival, there are many students and even outsiders.
Blaise told me that each department has its own event and that it will last 3 days. I believe it will be the last day.
I grabbed my cell phone and opened the GPS to track down Blaise.
I don't know, this will be handy. Well, it Blaise's idea to put a tracking app on our phones so that it will be easy to find each other in case of emergency. When she proposed this to me, I rejected it right away; it's an invasion of privacy and knowing that someone can track me whenever I am, makes me uncomfortable. Then she suggests that she install the tracking app, for me to track her too, but of course I reject it again. But this time, she's using her Trump card... Her tears.
She knows that's my weakness when I see her crying, so in the end I was left with no choice but to install that app.
"Gotcha"
Following the direction where Blaise is. I found her.
Standing in front of the door, their event was a fashion show. Not surprising at all, since her program is Fashion Designing and she's in her 2nd year now.
Seeing her right now, I think it's the wrong timing to surprise her. She's busy and I clearly can see how stressed she is right now.
Instead, of approaching her , I just waited outside in the building on ag and sat on a bench. Knowing her, if she knows I'm here, she will prioritize me first. I don't want to be a hindrance to her.
Just sitting casually while playing on phone. When someone stops in front of me.
It's a man. And it dresses like a priest..
Cosplayer? Maybe his department will have a cosplaying event.
"Yo!" He greeted me. I just nodded and waited to see what next he would say.
"Dude, instead sitting here why not visit our department booth"
Visit? Hmm...
I think Blaise will take time finishing her job, so why not.
"Yeah sure" I stood up and followed the man.
Following the man, we ended up in the open field and it's decorated like a wedding venue; there's a lot of people here too. I noticed there's a girl who fidgets while standing in an aisle holding a bouquet and wearing a simple dress and a veil; because of that I didn't clearly see her face. And her snowy white skin makes her stand out more.
"I bought a handsome and hot groom!" The man, who, dressed like a priest, shouted.
Groom? Ah, Damn. This is Marriage booth!
People who had gathered, looked at the man. No at him but me. The girls seemed surprised to see me, and the boys were glaring at me with envy and jealousy in their eyes. Even I girl whose in aisle turned, but I could not see her reaction.
"Excuse me-"
"Dude, be a man. This is just a marriage booth so you don't need to reject this, beside the girl in the aisle she's really pretty and like an angel. With appearance of yours, you and her a perfect match" I felt his displeasure when he said "perfect match"
He pushed in the aisle. Right beside the girl, I got a chance to look clearly at her face.
The man was right when he said angel-like. This girl emits a pure aura; it feels like a dirty person like me will defile her, once I touch her or even by just getting near to me. Her innocent and sincere black eyes like telling me to protect her. Looking at her eyes, I felt ashamed, knowing that I'm hiding the voidness in my eyes and only showing my fake emotions.
What is this? She's solid proof that angels really do exist.
She's precisely the opposite of me; a pure, innocent and sincere one.
"Hello" Fuck! Her voice is so sweet and even though she didn't know me, she still cheerfully greeted me, although I felt her nervousness.
We're really close to the point our shoulder is already touched.
"Don't come near to me"
She looked at me like she was hurt. Oh no, don't be like that.
"You're too pure, it feels like when you come near to me you will be defiled"
"De-defiled?" From being hurt change into scared.
Seriously she's really pure.
"Not like what you thinking. What I mean is standing near to me it feels like I'm gonna stained your pure and innocent aura"
"Ehhh how can to say that?" She tilted her head in a cute way.
God, this is bad. She talks to me like I'm her friend.
" Why you talking me casually? You don't even know me"
"I don't know too, but comfortable talking you and my guts telling me that you a good guy" then she gave me a simple smile but it can melt a stone heart.
"How can say that by just having a short conversation? Hey Angel not because your guts telling you I'm good guy doesn't mean it's true. Next time don't just start a conversation to strangers"
Imagining that she just talked to some stranger casually and could have stained her innocence makes me furious.
What the hell am I thinking?
I don't even know her, why I'm being worried about her.
"Who's Angel?"
"You"
"Ehhh my name is Malak, Malak Hast not Angel" then she puffed her cheeks.
Argh.. I want to pinch those cheeks.
"No one asked your name, don't just gave your name to stranger. And I call you Angel because that's what I want,that's all"
"But I don't wanna called Angel. Beside I really don't give my name to stranger you know, I only gave it to you because I know you are a good guy and trust you"
What trust me!?. She didn't even know my name; how could she trust me?
She's really an angel.
If she really does this to everyone she meets, someone might take advantage of her.
"Everyone has two sides an, the good side and bad. And the good side is usually the first one to show. Bad side is the last issue to show. Being friendly and kind to others is not bad, however ,displaying an excessive amount of kindness, you would possibly you get taken advantage. One more thing I do not care if you want not like being referred to as Angel, I want Angel and I'm not going to change my mind."
"Why so cold? But you know even you are being cold to me, I nonetheless need you to end up my friend" then she confirmed her heartwarming smile again.
"I don't want to be your friend" I flatly refused her.
Friend? No way she's too much for me. I cannot handle someone like her.
Yet, considering that innocent smile, I got an urge to protect that smile and allowing myself to see that smile, my tiredness abruptly gone. I cannot understand myself why I'm thinking that
I used to smile innocently, too; however, after understanding how cruel the world is, I never smile like that again.
I want her to preserve that innocent smile on her face and prevent her from experiencing how cruel the world is.