Chapter 3: The Cheerful Gentleman of Chemistry
The semester begins!!
College life is a little different from high school in that there is no need to carry a heavy backpack and follow a dense schedule of almost all shifts. Semester 1 year, although the schedule is thicker than other years, but according to many people, it is basically drawn from the final knowledge, so I do not feel much fear.
P'Champ also asked me to rest assured, because he has already prepared the old documents and the first year lectures, even though I have to translate every line of his scrawny handwriting to read.
Beam ~
The sound of water flowing from the shower comes to my ears. At 6 a.m., Yotha woke up before me so he had access to the bathroom first. Personally, I have a mission to sit up and press the phone, post the usual cool cool status of the sassy kid who first felt the college life, then discover that my school friends are pulling each other to update their excitement to let the world know. Yeah ...
A moment later, the bathroom door opened. I turned my gaze towards the direction of the noise, and saw that the tall figure appeared and his upper body was exposed, the lower part was covered only in a pair of boxers. I couldn't help but continue to see.
"What are you looking at?" Damn. It's like sitting in meditation and going prickly.
"Nothing. That's a cool tattoo. Yotha is a villain."
"Take a shower."
He has got a boring face.
"On the first day of semester you must be a little active. Then our lives will be full of color. The whole day if you show a sullen face, won't it be tiring for you?" I pretended to tease before I was immediately rejected.
"When you show a dog-like face, you don't feel tired."
"Oh, my God! You're a dog!"We talked for a little bit and it was enough to turn into a hell of a quarrel.
I don't mind, showing an angry face before setting my foot on the bed. While reaching for the towel, I also do not forget to glare at the tall body who is standing still.
Although we really live in the same room, we can strongly declare that our intimacy is almost negative. Normally, every time I get to know someone, they are eager to accept me. And what is this? Not only not receiving but also cheating. So until now I know almost nothing about who Yotha is.
It is unclear why he returned so late and sometimes he returned near dawn to the dorm. I don't know what he likes or doesn't like. And what worries me all these days is that I don't even know about the tattoo on his right waist. Every time I pretend to ask, not only does he doesn't answer, but he even scolds me.
Strings of 0 and 1 appear on smooth skin with a total of 4 sets. Each set of 8 characters. When I first saw it, I immediately knew it was a binary code or binary system. It's just that the series of numbers that are tattooed are too small. There is no way to see what numbers it consists of and what it means.
Forget it! Thinking is painful. Just enjoy the super fun start of the semester.
"BASTARD!"
Cold water!
One hand finds the water valve and the body is immediately hit with the Arctic ice. Why didn't Yotha tell me the water was so cold? Not to mention there is no water heater in the room. Guess there's going to be death of someone on one fine winter morning..that someone is me.
The time spent in bathing took place very quickly, because I did not take a bath, but just poured water over my body. Yotha was gone. I didn't want to pay attention, so I hurriedly dried my hair, got dressed, went downstairs to meet my best friends; a total of more than 10 boys and girls to eat.
