Chapter 01 : Oxytocin?

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2019.
Ravenwood high.

An academy of elite student. Most of the student came from a wealthy family. And me?

"Yes me"

She stands in front of the school gate. To be truly, a private international school. How can she manage to enter the school? Well she have the thing.

Yeah that things.

"Wait what? Not that thing guys" She monologues with herself.

People who see her at the moment might think she was crazy.

"You guys think that I bribe the headmaster? LMAO, I'm not that rich to be honest, beside I came from an ordinary family." She continues act like a main character.

"I can be considered as a lucky person, cause I was born with a smart brain" she chuckled.

Yes that's how she managed to entered this school with a full mark on every admission test.

"Oh yeah I forgot to introduce myself."

"I'm Eva ,

Eva Avelyn."

She reach out her hands as if there are a person in front of her.

"Yah kid! What are you doing there, if you wanna keep dreaming there I'm gonna close this gate!" The security shout from the gate where he stands.

Eva snapped back into reality, she scratch her head feeling embarrassed. "Oh wait UNCLE!!!" She ran to the gate before it closed.

She stop right in front of the schol gate.

Inhale

Exhale

Inhale

Exhale

"My highschool life...." she take a step "begin now!"












Leaves falling from it tree.

colourful to be said.

A new year, another New year.

"Yaa! Wait for me!" a boy shout.

"Hurry up you moron. We'll gonna be late for chemistry, you don't wanna get scolded again don't you?"  He replied.

He.

Yes he, Zayn Noah.

They speed up their pace catching up with time. The morning breeze occasionally gently blew his hair in his forehead. When it does, his beautiful eyes shown. His cold eyes.

After a marathon, at last they arrived at the lab.

"God we're late again" Dylan bent to his knees . He shut his eyes, and take a deep breath. Tired from running early in the morning. "I'll take this as an exercise" he catch up with the air.

That's what happen when you didn't manage your time very well.

"Yo Where do you want to go?" Zayn raised his eyebrows as he gasping for air, it's exhausting, running from their class which placed at the third floor to the chemistry lab at the ground floor.

"Entering class I guess?" He shrugging.

"Through the front door? For real?"

"Well... you got any better idea?" He scrunching his face.

"Huh.. Dylan Dylan, You're really a slow witty person aren't you? Who in the world, use the front door if they are late." He giggles.

"Me?" He pointed himself.

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