UTOPIA HIGH

Oh No.

That evening, Morgan parked her car in the driveway, took out her bag, and slowly walked towards her house. Before she could go inside, a text from Tynab appeared. It read, "Uhm hi Momo, are you with George? I've called him a thousand times. Please tell him to call me back, ok? Kisses, kisses."

Confused, Morgan turned towards George's house, only to find it dark. Running towards his house, she discovered a man locking the gate. She approached him, asking, "Hey, what are you doing?" The man, looking at her, replied, "Hey, Miss Morgan." She, out of breath, questioned, "Why are you locking this house? My friend lives here."

The man apologized, "Oh, really? I'm sorry, miss. Maybe I've mistaken the address." Checking his utopad, he confirmed, "No, this is the right place. But this house is up for rental; the owner has moved out."

In shock, Morgan exclaimed, "No, no, this can't be happening! He did what? Oh my God, George!" Concerned, the man asked, "Are you okay, miss?" She replied, "Uhm, yeah, I am. What time did they move his stuff?"

The man checked his utopad and said, "Oh, I suppose from 9 in the morning until 5 in the evening." Morgan, holding back tears, pulled her hair back and whispered, "Thanks, thank you very much," as she slowly walked back to her house.

Arriving at her house, Morgan, confused and saddened, couldn't hold back tears any longer. Feeling weak, she burst into tears, sitting on the floor. As the image of George played in her mind-him sitting behind her in the conference, the way she felt weak for him, his smirk as she gave him a taste of her espresso, and the way he drove with one hand-Morgan cried so loud, saying, "I'm so, so sorry, George. I never meant for this to happen. Why didn't you say anything? Why just leave like that? Was it too much to bear?"

Looking at her door, she saw an apparition of him standing there in his black suit, leaning on the door with his legs crossed. He waved at her and walked out of the house, and the image vanished in front of her eyes. Morgan continued crying.

Morson walked from the hot tub towards Tynab, who was sitting near the pool. He expressed, "This is weird. I just received an email that this house is available for students who can afford it." Tynab, casually eating grapes, responded, "You came all this way to tell me about a house?"

Morson clarified, "No, that's not it. This house isn't it Morgan's or George's. I can't tell because they are identical." Tynab, intrigued, asked, "What are you talking about?" Morson got closer and handed her the phone. As she looked at it, she got shocked and exclaimed, "That's George's house! Morgan's balcony is golden, and his is silver."

Morson pondered, "So what, did he move out or something?" Tynab replied, "I don't know, but I've got to go there right now. Something may be so wrong." Morson, with a groan, said, "Uuhh, well, you go ahead, babe. I'll kick back and watch rugby. Besides, I'll only intrude." Tynab insisted, "Either you're coming, or I'm dragging your ass." Morson sighed, "This is why I hate being in a relationship - so much to care about," while following her to dress.

Meanwhile, Rehina dropped Reon off in front of his hostel. She asked, "Are you sure you don't want to crash at my place?" Reon, smiling, held his chest and replied, "Nice try trying to romance me into your bed, but nope. I've got some stuff I need to do here today. Tomorrow, I promise."

Sitting on her motorcycle, Rehina said, "Aww, too bad. I would have stayed here too, but I have something to do at my place as well. So, tomorrow it is, handsome." Reon, standing beside her bike saying"i miss you already", leaned in and kissed her. After they were done, Rehina added, "I miss you too already," smiling. She then said, "Good night, Stagfridd," pulled her helmet mirror down, and Reon waved, saying, "Au revoir, Mrs. Beaumont." Rehina waved as she slowly rode away.

Reon stood there, looking at her disappear, thinking to himself, "She is a keeper." But before he could go any further, five people wearing hoods and masks appeared out of nowhere. They jumped him, punching and kicking him, warning, "Don't get near Rehina, or we will come back for you. And next time, in front of her. Got it?" The hostel guards rushed in, yelling, "Hey, stop that!" The masked assailants ran off, leaving Reon on the ground, bleeding.

Later that night, Gray and Elsa were in Reon's room. Gray expressed, "Dude, they messed you up. Any idea who they were?" Reon, with an ice bag on his head, replied, "If I did, I would have said already." Elsa inquired, "Does Rehina know?" Reon responded, "No, and please don't tell her. Just say I tripped and fell. I don't want to freak her out; we're in a happy place, you know? Would suck to steal that from her."

Gray warned, "Well, she may find out eventually and not trust us anymore." Elsa added, "And besides, I'm a bad liar." Reon pleaded, "Guys, please. I'll tell her if it goes on, but please don't say anything." A knock on his room door interrupted them. Elsa offered to get it, but Reon stopped her, saying, "No, let me. Maybe they need something from me."

Standing and holding his rib due to pain, Reon walked towards the door, opened it, and saw Latti standing there. Seeing him with bruises, she exclaimed, "Oh my God, what happened?" Reon quickly responded, "I tripped. I used the stairs." Latti apologized, saying, "So sorry." Reon asked, "Anything I can help with?" Latti, a bit nervous, said, "Uh, yeah. Sorry, I had these four tickets to my first performance in the Teengrind venue. I know it's not as big as the other stages, but I just wanted to invite you guys."

Reon appreciated the gesture, "Oh, wow, thanks, Latti. I would love to come. I loved your song, by the way. It felt real." Latti smiled, "Thanks, that means a lot." She took the tickets out of her handbag and added, "I can't wait for you guys to be there."

Latti and Reon stood facing each other. Latti, with a sincere expression, spoke, "Honestly, I'm sorry for how I treated you. It was weird of me, and I never got to apologize." Reon, closing the door of his room and leaning on it, responded, "You had a reason. I know it because I listened carefully to your song. I knew it was meant for someone you knew. Is that it?"

Latti, smiling, replied, "Well, how did you notice?" Reon smiled and said, "I'm your biggest fan, so I looked word to word. That's how I noticed." Latti, pulling her hair back, admitted, "That's right."

Reon continued, "You know, you could have given me a hint, and I would've known how to keep my feelings in check." Latti explained, "I didn't want pity, that's why." Reon agreed, "True, true. I hate it too."

A moment of silence enveloped the hall as they stared at each other. Their eyes locked, and their breath elevated. Latti moved closer slowly, leaning in, and then their lips met. Reon, feeling the kiss, unfolded his hands and placed them on her hips as she moved closer.

Latti paused for a moment, then added, "I'm your biggest fan too, Reon. You're the superstar to my heart." Reon smiled, and she kissed him briefly. However, Reon pulled away, clearing his throat, saying, "Uh, I have a girlfriend, and I don't know why I'm doing this. We should stop."

Latti smiled and replied, "I wouldn't tell if you don't." Reon's eyes widened as he questioned, "Are you sure? Isn't that going to make me a cheater?" Latti responded, "You will be if people find out, so don't let them. Want to come to my room?"