Kashimier's POV
"Close the lights, Miss Perfect." Khyleryle ordered. We are about to leave.
"I told you to stop addessing me as Miss Perfect.", I said
I was about to open the door when he said, "Wait, I left my bag."
"Should I turn the lights on?", I asked him.
"No need I have my phone.", and he turned on the flashlight in his phone.
Because I'm afraid, I followed him, he turned around and faced me.
"What are you doing?", he asked
"Uhhh...following you? I guess?" I answered
He continued to head to their locker room, I entered and waited for him to finish fixing his things.
I opened the door but it doesn't open. I tried pulling it hard but I can't really open it. Are we trapped? Gosh this scene is cliche.
I faced Khyleryle who's looking at me intently.
"I hate to say this but we're trapped.", I said and he just blinked. WTF?!!
"Step aside.", he ordered and I did. He pushed the door and it opened. WHAT THE?!!!! I shouldn't have pulled it.
He looked at me and smirked before leaving the room. What did just happen?
I turned and looked at the door, stupid door. I kicked it and followed Khyleryle. I found him standing near the door.
"It's locked, I'll sleep in the locker room." He said an went straight to the room. Can't he be a gentleman even for just one night?
"How about me?", I asked while following him.
"Not my problem.", he said as he continue walking towards the locker room.
"What the–?! How can you be so mean?!", I asked. He's unbelievable!
"Look who's talking about being mean. Why? Haven't been mean yet?", he asked
"Are you pissing me off? Better stop now 'cause you're already getting on my nerves.", I said in a flat tone.
He turned to me and smirked.
"Yeah? Are you going to do what you did to that nerd 5 years ago?", he asked.
"W-what?" I asked.
"That nerd, when he confessed to you.", he said while fixing his bag in the bench, he'll use it as a pillow I guess.
"Why? Are you confessing to me?", I said without even realizing what I just blurted.
He faced me and smirked. Is he a smirking machine?
"You wish. If I will ever confess, I'll do it for some classy and elegant girl, not for..." he looked at me from head to toe. What the hell? "...some not-so-classy girl."
"Not-so-classy?!! What do you mean by that?!", I said furiously.
"Why? Can't understand english?" He calmly said.
"I do understand english!"
"Then why can't you understand such phrase?"
"I'm starting to hate you."
"Why? You already liked me?", he said teasing me.
"What?!! In your dreams Mister."
"Really Misis?" He said while wearing a weird smile.
"WHAT THE HELL?!!!"
I heard him chuckle and he lied down in the bench. He covered his eyes with his arms.
"Where will I sleep then?", I asked and he just snore, a fake one, telling me he's sleeping. Damn this guy.
I went to the side of the bench where Khyleryle was sleeping. I sat on the floor and lean on him.
"Good night." I murmured and went to dreamland.
