The next morning I wake up at exactly 5 o'clock. Beside me, Felix sleeps peacefully. I watch his youthful face. half covered in hair, and sigh. How could I get so angry at this face?
Carefully, without moving him from his space, I untangle my limbs from his and crawl out of the bed. In the mirror, I find a better version of myself. At least I look like a better version. Fresh and ready for the school.
I look at Felix one last time before getting ready.
After a quick shower and changing into my uniform, I go downstairs to the kitchen. Art and Rayo sit with cups of coffee and grim faces.
"Good morning," I say in a chirpy voice. "Have you got anything to eat yet?"
Art stares at me in disbelief, but Rayo answers normally. "No. You can have cereals. Milk is in the fridge."
I take my bowl of cereal and sit with them. "If I apologize, will you accept it?"
"Since when did you become so formal?" Rayo makes a face.
