Adora - dreaming about you

Chapter 4

I was surely doubting my existence even here, I mean why am I being bullied here, in my dreams ? Before I could think much , a hand pulled me out of the crowd , and wait it felt a bit familiar , the man. It was, it was that same racer guy, might be the only person because of whom I ended up in this situation.

. My heart raced as I tried to keep up with him, my feet pounding against the pavement as we wove through the crowd.

The girls were hot on our heels, but the racer guy didn't seem to be the least bit bothered. He was completely focused on getting us to safety, his strong hand gripping mine tightly as we ran.

As we turned a corner, I stumbled and nearly fell, but the racer guy was there to catch me. He pulled me back to my feet and we kept running, our breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.

As we ran hand in hand, our footsteps echoed in the empty alleyway. The adrenaline of the chase was still pumping through our veins, but amidst the chaos, there was a feeling of safety and security.

The Racer Guy glanced at me, a mixture of concern and determination in his eyes. He squeezed my hand, letting me know that he was there, that we were in this together.

As we came to a stop, hidden in the shadows, there was a moment of respite. We looked at each other, breathless and panting...

The tension between us, built up in the chaos of the chase, was palpable. Breathing heavily, we stood close to each other, the dim light casting shadows on our faces.

The Racer Guy took a step closer, his body nearly touching mine. His gaze locked with mine, his eyes betraying a hint of desire, of something deeper...

Unable to resist the tension any longer, he slowly lifted his hand to my face, his touch gentle against my skin. It sent a shiver down my spine, the sensation both electrifying and soothing.

Am I the only on thinking he is a flirt?and yet letting him this close.

His voice was low and husky when he spoke, his words carrying the weight of a thousand unspoken thoughts. "Can't you save yourself , just the way you shout?" he asked sarcastically , his thumb brushing against my lips.I tried pushing his hands , and to my gesture he smirked.

I was feeling a flutter in my chest at his flirts. "Yes," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "I am now."

As we stood there, the chill that emanated from him was tangible, sending a shiver down my spine. His gaze was distant, as if he was lost in his own thoughts later. I wasn't sure what was happening , who was he , and what in the world are we doing .But my hopeless fictional mind was forcing me towards him.

I could sense the loneliness and pain that lurked beneath his cold exterior. Despite his aloof nature, there was a vulnerability within him that tugged at my heartstrings.

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to break through his icy armor. But something compelled me to reach out, to try and find a way through to the person behind the facade.

Tentatively, I placed my hand on his arm, feeling the coolness of his skin beneath my touch.He flinched, his body tensing at my unexpected touch. For a moment, his gaze darkened, his defenses strengthening. But then, slowly, he relaxed. His eyes met mine, a mix of surprise and curiosity in them. He didn’t pull away, nor did he say anything.

After a moment he said "You seem to be new here, what's your name , pufferfish?". Wait did he just made fun of me ?

"Clover, Clover Zhang ,and who are you to make fun of me?Mr."

He smirked again, ah fuck , he looks super hot while smirking. Aey Clovey don't betray yourself .

"Oh I see Ms.Clover , I am Haneul , Haneul Kim. And seems like you don't know me yet."

"Why am I supposed to know someone like you , who have been a bad luck for me, since the moment we have met?".

"Calmdown Ms.Clover." He said with no emotions on his face , but a touch of warmness in his tone. He might be a bad luck for me, but his aura was telling me

a different story.

"Ms.Clovey its already late , tell me where should I drop you".

Where will he drop me, I don't have a home here, I don't know anyone here,and if I tell him any of this situation, he willeither think I am a psychopath , or a mentally retarded human. "Um no worries, you have done enough to me, now I can find my own way".

He seemed to have judged me by now, yet managed to gave me a confusing look. "Okay , Ms. whatever you say". He said and left me alone, to wander around a place I don't know anything about.

to be continued........