Two people alone at quiet and deserted place creates a tension like no other.
If both of them hated each other then it is a mood where just one wrong move and they will probably kill each other. Meanwhile if the two are good with the presence of each other or maybe even better then something called sexual tension have a high chance of being born, especially if the two people are teenagers whose hormones are in a rampant stage.
The latter is what currently happening in the gazebo in the middle of nowhere.
When Azalea and Alfred's fingers met each other, a sudden electrfying current run throughout their body which then made a demand for more contact.
Eyes of the vibrant forest and the mysterious ocean's depth meet each other turning everything into stillness. The sounds from the unseen critters and the wind meeting with nature slowly receded.
The two where now separated out of the world they know, now they are in world they own.
Slowly their fingers crawled like a thirsty man who found an oasis in the middle of the desert.
After the touch they yearned for the heat of one another and their faces turns redder every second.
However before they could make their wish come true a tiny insignificant noise made way through their space and it signaled the first crack in it. Then the insignificants gathered to a huge and alerting sound that totally barged in of their world that they had just built.
The mood vanished and the man died of thirst, both then look at where the rustling sound is coming from with a frown on their faces. The swishing sound vanished simultaneously just as they turned their head, like a culprit it ran away before they have a chance catching it, but the two could still see the bush swinging a little.
"...I'll take a look."
Irritated to the max Alfred stood up ready to approach the shrub to see what kind of shit is the cause this time.
However just after he took his first step away from his seat another rustling sound occured on their left, the other side of where the first sounded.
"I will check this one."
Azalea said, her voice was cold and her frown turned deeper.
The two looked at each other and then nodded before each walks straight towards the direction of the irritating interference.
However they could not even leave out of the gazebo when another rustle resounds far away from the two, then it was followed by another one...three...six....all of a sudden they are being surrounfed by the countless noise and they felt like encircled by a thousands of unknowns.
In an unexplainable situation fear siphoned off all the remaining embers that are left off from the budding romance. Both took a step back closing towards each other, but it seemed that whoever making the sounds doesn't want both of them to experience the suspension bridge effect as the infuriating racket suddenly went away like how it appeared.
Only the sounds of Alfred who's grinding his teeth resound throughout the forest as it went back to normal, leaving the two of them who is still affected by the sudden phenomenon as the proof that something strange just happened.
"...This again...curse you."
He deeply wish the perpetrator that they get hit by a lightning strike beneath his breath. Their fear turned to agitation, and for Alfred who had enough of this cuckold scenarios it turned into hate, just few steps away from madness and insanity.
He did not know that somewhere out there that his scrunched up face was deemed too profitable to be passed so it was saved into a photo.
The two faced again but there where no more mysterious force that forces them to connect and the mood turned rather weird and awkward.
Azalea's face turned soft again as she suggested.
"Do you want to...review again?"
Alfred eases his frown after hearing her offer, he charmingly smiled at her.
"Ye—"
Rustle~
His smile turned stiff like he experienced a stroke or his brain just crashed and freeze all of a sudden.
They both reflexively looked towards the sound and saw a brown critter with uptight long ears that are looking at the two of them innocently with its black pearly eyes.
"...a rabbit."
Then the sound of bell that signals the end of the break echoed not only in all the campus grounds but also to the three who is in the uncanny stand off. The rabbit ran while the two humans was just dumbfounded by the events that happened.
Currently they have different thoughts swirling in their minds but only the same emotions are in sync with each other: disappointment.
....
In the middle of class I found my phone vibrating in my pocket bringing me out of my sleepy state.
I stealthy took it out and saw Mr.Cuckold's email. He must have finished his job, a grin that I could not reign rose from my lips.
Then I learned that I should not be happy yet because a surprise that made me almost bursting in joy appeared when I opened his message.
Written in it was: And when I scrolled down I saw two pictures.
I enlarged one of them and saw that shit's mug that is filled with clear frustration in it. It seemed that Ron did an excellent job, this is the most beautiful shot he took for me, 10 out of 10.
Swiping to the next pic I saw the large fly's face that is filled with a dissatisfaction, the other one is still better but this one was an expression that meant that this fucker's plan must have gone wrong.
I sent the message and turn my phone off, the man's so serious that he had no fun even in social media.
It was truly luck that I met someone like Ron who does his job so professionally among the heaps of average crowds.
He was the answer for what troubled me when I am in second year of my middle school. With a one year gap between me and Lea I am worried of her being alone with that dirty bastard in a place where hormones speaks the loudest, the highschool.
Thankfully, or rather unfortunately Ron was experiencing a life crisis at that time, so after investigating him carefully and nitpicking at every little detail of his known life that I could gather I offered him a deal after he passed my test.
'This man will reach far in life.' is what I thought after he 'accidentally' ruined my sister and that dirty mop's time for the first time so easily once I gave him the deposit.
I am amazed with his will to still dream big even though he's family just experienced repeated money problems.
A man with aspirations, seeing him strive for his goals how could not I admire him? I did not.
If he let go of that average man's mindset of his maybe I'll even root her for my sister, but the man's so serious that after interacting with Lea for so long he did not even felt any mushy feelings or just at least a butterfly in his stomach at all.
I sighed as I felt sorry for that man's little Joe, it would probably turned useless when he's thirty.
In the end I am thankful to Ron, as with him working as my eyes and hands Lea continued to be safe from the slimy hands of that bullfrog.
I put my phone back to my pocket and reign my focus back on the board just in time for me to hear the teacher throws the class a question.
My body which filled with a joyous mood raised my hand and with a happy smile I started to attentively participate in our class.