The Moon Hiding at Dawn

Chapter 12: Club Fair

Club fairs are the worst nightmare of introverts like me. Most of my solitude spots are now crowded with bystanders or booths. To move at certain places, I have to go pass by a lot of people flocking here and there. The feeling always gets me as if everyone will just stop talking and stare at me as if I had a contagious disease that they had to get away from me. Either that or my paranoid ass will whisper dark possibilities of them talking about a random rumor about me that would break my non-existent image inside the school.

Which is why, in this kinds of days, I resign myself to the comfort of the rooftop, which I obtained the key for without anyone else knowing. I did stole the spare key from the guard way back during my sophomore year I think, had it duplicated, planted the original spare key in the bag of someone who is getting to my nerves, told the guard about it when he was looking for the key, got the prick suspended, and achieved my long lasting peace. That was the only time I got so active in dealing with others, I think. That and going against useless professors who can't do their job properly.

So on to the rooftop, I usually go.

Either that or consigning myself to the silence of the library and bathing in its serene silence as I study and go over piles of homework. Now that we don't really have to study for anything, the library is probably a no go. First, because it is usually packed with people queueing long lines just to get a seat to study peacefully with their materials. Second, because I am not really that much of a douche who would take a space and just chill and sleep while others would need it. This school IS a pressure cooker and not really conducive for those who want to take their time. Partly also why I'm extremely dumbfounded by the numerous extra-curricular projects they are throwing out of the bin instead on focusing on their students' academic growth. It's not like they gave incentives from these events other than a break. Even by then, professors would open the floodgate of homework and drown their class with deadlines so it's not much of a rest.

I'm just glad that I'm over that now. I wouldn't recommend this school to any other person unless they really want to get in this kind of lifestyle.

Knowing all of those, naturally, the roof is where to go.

Had I been single, at the very least. 

I never expected myself to have a romantic partner while still studying. Technically, I'm not anymore studying but that's besides the point. I haven't even graduated yet. With the way my life was going, I was convinced that I'll be single until the end. I emphasized that in my life too much that even now, at this moment, I'm still convinced that I'm going to die alone.

Hopefully not though.

Things are different now so I pathetically cling to Kallen as we stroll around. The huge campus which was usually barren except for the school's main and only building is now filled with booths, tents, stalls. Everything! The vast grassy area now looks like a huge bazaar. Now in such place, imagine someone walking a huge Labrador around the school while others just stare. That's what we look like right now. I mean I'm wearing black shirt with her gray jacket and all so all that's left is a collar for that to happen.

I don't I remember the right dog breed and I wonder if I am correct but it is what it is!

I got dragged around, willingly, towards her food fest. 

"There's soooo much fooooood. I love club faaaaaaiiirs!" She exclaimed.

She stopped and looked at me while holding her crepe after that. "I love you more though!"

I have absolutely now idea, even up to this point and closeness, how she could whip up and say something like that in public like it was nothing. I could only do that privately. If someone else was to hear me saying that, I'd probably die knowing that they're laughing at the back of their minds as the echoes of their probably nonexistent laughter maniacally slashes my brain.