Chapter Four

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Chapter Four

“I'm Pree” “Rambo” “So where are you heading?” I slipped my hands in the my jacket pockets

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“I'm Pree”
“Rambo”
“So where are you heading?” I slipped my hands in the my jacket pockets. He read something written on a crumpled slip in his hand.
“Err… B402?” He looked up confused.
“Introduction to Psychology?” I grinned. He nodded giving me a small smile. “Shall we?” I led the way and he followed me back meekly. Why is this guy so insecure about himself? What really happened to him?
I remembered wondering. But now when I was reading his journal I realized how much he suffered and how alone he felt, until he met me.

For the first time in my life, I was totally happy since my mom died. Because I found someone to share my things, to take care of me, to be my friend. Even though I wished for more, I’d take anything he gives me. Because he’s amazing like that.

Like right now how he has his head on my lap and playing games on his phone

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Like right now how he has his head on my lap and playing games on his phone. He’s obsessed with gaming and he loves comics. I tell you he looks like a big bad jock but in his heart he’s a total geek.
“Whatchu writing?” He lifted his eyes and looked at my journal.
“It’s personal.” I quickly closed it. He laughed softly and pushed my head slightly.
He looked really belonged with my apartment. When he’s not here the place looked dreary and cold. He started coming up for studying because we pretty much shared the same schedule. But now he simply lived here. He would go to his dorm room only when my dad visits. I don’t complain though. I think my dad already suspects me. I don’t want to confirm it by introducing Pree.

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