Chapter 18 ★彡

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Serena sweat dropped as they arrived at Ash's house.

She had forgotten how big it was.

All the lights were turned on, highlighting the clear mosaic glass floor. The stairs swirled from the first floor to the second. It felt like she was in a castle. Serena was almost reluctant to step on the floor, afraid to stain the perfect surface.

"Um, why are we at your house again...?" She asked.

"You were the one that wanted to explain things to me," Ash shrugged. "I'm not planning to listen while we stand in the pouring rain."

Serena nodded slowly.

"You're all wet," she said, glancing up and down at him.

"Oh really?" The raven haired boy sarcastically remarked. "I didn't know that."

Rolling her eyes, Serena followed Ash as he led her through the long hallway. For a brief moment, it almost felt like they are back to the old times.

She smiled bitterly to herself as they entered Ash's room.

"Here you go," Ash said as he handed her a shirt. It was a bit large for her as Serena slipped it over her head, almost covering her knees.

"I'm gonna take a shower." Ash squeezed out the water out of his hair and shirt.

Serena's breath hitched in her throat as a blush spread across her face.

"Wait here," the raven haired boy said as he closed the bathroom door. Serena's heart pumped vigorously in her chest as she heard the water starting to run.

The honey haired girl started to go over the things she's going to say to calm herself down before her imagination could run wild. This could possibly be her only chance to say what she wanted Ash to know, or else this is never going to be resolved.

"Focus, Serena Yvonne," she told herself. "The most important thing right now is to clear up the misunderstanding. You can fangirl after all this."

Suddenly, the picture on the table caught her eye. It was the same photo she saw last time. Serena couldn't help but to wonder what had happened to Ash in the past. Just as she was about to take a closer look at the picture, the door opened, revealing Ash in a black tank top, water still dripping down his hair.

Serena's mouth automatically dropped open, her mind going completely blank.

"I swear that I'm not trying to pull some fan service shit," the raven haired boy pulled his hands up in defence. "All my shirts are in my closet and I couldn't find the blow dryer."

It took a second for Serena to process what he was saying. She cleared her throat to recompose herself. "... uh, okay. I understand."

"You want food?"

"I'm fine, thank you."

"How about a drink?"

She shook her head.

"Alright then," Ash said as he took a seat across from her. His usual thoughtful gaze fell on her and Serena gulped nervously.

"I-I see you have a family photo on your desk," she said tactfully. "You had a brother? You never talk about him."

She immediately regretted saying that when she saw Ash's gaze fall cold. He rubbed the nape of his neck uneasily and looked away.

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