Flames that Never Dies!!!

Chapter 9

I sat on the seat and he sat on the desk.

“I’m fine really.”

“Your cheek turned red. Did they slap you?” He asked with a bit of an angry tone.

“Not much as I punched them.” I said with a smirk.

“Strong. Here it should help.” He said while keeping the cold orange juice on my cheek where they slapped.

“It’s cold.” I moved away from it.

“Stay still, it’s like an ice pack. You don’t want your mom to see the mark on your cheek right?” He said holding my chin and kept the juice can on my cheek again.

I looked at his face and for the first I didn’t see any sort of angry or irritation or tease, I saw concern……… about me. My mind couldn’t think much of anything, all that running on my mind or all that mattered for that moment was his concern about me. But why?

Why would a guy like him have concern or worry about me?. I stayed there looking at his face, his viridian eyes were looking at mine with concern. We were looking at each other and stayed the same for…….. I don’t know how much time.

We lost eye contact when we heard a thud sound. Must be the door of the class next to this. He left my chin and gave me the orange juice.

“You okay?” His voice was slow and concerned.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine.” I said in between my breaths. 

“Let’s go home. We have practice too.” He said while standing up. 

I took my bag and he took his, we were walking through the hallway, when a question struck my mind.

“Yuri?” I said in a small tone.

“Yeah?” He looked at me confused.

“You didn’t have punishment, so what were you doing in the school this long?” 

“Oh that. I was playing football on the ground. ” He answered looking away.

“Then why did you come to the classroom?” 

“I thought I heard some noise, so I was checking all the classrooms.” He said looking around.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you work as a guard here?” I said mockingly.

“Roze, don’t get on my nerves, I’m not in a mood to fight.”

“It’s fun teasing you. By the way, what about the orange juice you brought? You brought it for the person who made sound too?” I asked 

“Did anyone tell you that you ask too many questions?” He said in an irritated tone.

“Nope, why do you ask?” 

“Someone should have told you. You really annoy people with those questions of yours.” He said with a big sigh.

“Am I supposed to feel bad or happy for that?”

“Just tell me one thing, what I said earlier clearly states that you annoy me. Why will you be happy about that?” He asked with confusion.

“Cos, I succeeded in annoying you.” I said with a small smile.

“You really are mad. ” He said with a smirk.

“What am I supposed to say now?”

“A thank you for earlier help.” He said looking at me.