Forbidden Lovers (MewGulf AU)

🌞Chapter 5

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The apartment building was colored red by the setting sun. Looking up at the window of the corner apartment on the third floor, Mew whispered, "I thought stalkers were terrible, but now I think I kind of understand them."

He smiled wryly and tightly gripped the handles of his bike. But unlike a stalker, he fully knew that Gulf didn't like him one bit.

"But I still came all the way here to look up at his room," he muttered.

Mew wanted to know what kind of place Gulf lived in, so he'd looked up Gulf's address in the employee register.

"I didn't rralize it because it's in the opposite direction from my house, but we live pretty close..." he continued to muse.

It was only about 10-minutes from school by bike. His own house was about the same distance in the other direction.

"So I guess Teach Gulf go to school by bike too."

Gulf could go to work fairly easily, barring the large hill near the school's gate.

Mew felt happy knowing just that small thing. He started to think of irrelevant things like, "If Teach Gulf has gears on his bike he could probably scale that hill easily."

He looked up at the window from the corner ofbthe parking lot, tucked away from sight. He was drawn to the light-colored curtain that hung over the empty window. At last, he gave a small sigh and said, "Guess, I'll go home."

He turned his bike to the direction he came from. As he pedaled with all his might, no matter how hard he tried to stop the tears from flowing, they still fell and were carried off by the wind.

Even though he knew Gulf wasn't considering him and his feelings should be cooling off, his feelings just grew stronger. Ever since that day in the classroom, Gulf had been acting like nothing had ever happened between them.

The morning that Gulf had been at the gate check, Mew put his bag down in the classroom, he realized he had forgotten his English dictionary, so he'd gone to a friend's class to borrow one. In the hallway, Mew caught sight of Gulf.

Many students had been passing by his teacher, exchanging morning greetings.

"Why?" Mew whispered.

Gulf had just been at the school gate, so why was he there already? At this surprise meeting, it had seemed as if Mew's heart would fly from his chest. Pitifully, his knees started trembling and he couldn't stop it.

Suddenly, Gulf's gaze turned to Mew. Mew didn't know how he should react. Just as he clenched his teeth, Gulf said, in the exact same tone of voice he used for other students, "Good morning, Mew."

He had said it in that slightly low, pleasant voice Mew loved so much. And after that casual greeting, Gulf quietly walked past Mew.

"Huh?"

Mew stared, dumbfounded, at Gulf's back. Gulf's attitude was so normal and natural, it felt like the day before had never even happened.

"Morning..."

For some reason, that casual greeting had been terribly painful. It was almost worse than being ignored. It was as if Gulf was proclaiming, "I don't think much about you, or what happened yesterday." Like he wasn't taking Mew's love for him seriously. Like it was hopeless.

Only a few days had passed since then, but Mew almost felt that attacking Gulf had just been a dream.

"But I still love you..." he whispered to the wind. If he couldn't tell Gulf his feelings, he might as well let the wind carry them where it may. He couldn't hate Gulf. He couldn't forget it.

"I love you, Teacher..."

TBC