Mr. Pride and I | jjk x llm

27

*this chapter wasn't read again twice, please understand if there are any corrections. thank you.

-Lisa-

I sighed, feeling the same feel of laziness when I had woken up. My arms were laid with no care on top of my desk and everything that had happened over the weekend, felt like it happened years ago.

It was still early in the morning, and yet, the sun was held up high already, giving the room a bright lighting and more lazy vibes to me. I sighed, pouting afterwards and wished to go back in time and get to feel the same feeling of freedom I just felt a while ago.

But for now, as sad as it may sound, I needed to return to what really is my life. And as much as I don't want to, I didnt have a choice. I needed to know how to separate my reality to where my imagination lies, however, yesterday was when the two had mixed, and somehow,

Forgetting my empty thoughts, my fingers soon decided to make a beat on the surface of my table, following the rhythm of the song that played in my head as I looked around, making sure no student was passing by to be able to see me, bobbing my head up and down to the song that was only playing in my head and not physically. It would really be embarrassing, especially if we'd meet eyes and hold it for a few seconds before we awkwardly turn away and pretend nothing happened.

I was alone inside the classroom, which is quite understandable considering that it's Monday. If I were to choose, I'd sleep late into the morning because it would really complete that whole calming experience I-so wanted, an experience I experienced just yesterday. It would've been better if I was given a short rest afterwards, because somehow, my thoughts took all the energy I had, and the sleep I had gotten wasn't really enough.

I then sighed deeply, my eyes looking around the room decorated with morning sunshine. And if I were to ask another person, whose thoughts weren't any closer to mine, I'm pretty sure they'd say the lighting in this room was just right, but to me, it was too bright. I didn't like it, but I couldn't control nature, so I guess, it's better to keep my mouth shut rather than complaining to the sun, who'll just blankly stare at me and think I'm stupid to ask for something no one was capable of giving.

Just then, I heard someone's footsteps going inside the room, and I questioned why I never saw him or her along the hallways, and soon finally decided I got lost in my thoughts once again.

I looked over to the door, wanting to know who was now with me, and I felt my heart skip a beat. I didn't know why it did, maybe it was because she makes me feel like she's giving a message away, a message I can't make out.

She didn't look any better like the other days, her lips we're still curved down and her eyes still looked quite sad. Since she is well-known in this campus, I'm pretty sure that when people glance at her, even just once, they'll know something's wrong and say, 'she isn't the Yeon A I know.' But despite the sad eyes and frowning lips, her makeup still looked fierce and was quite dark, and as she walked to her seat, my eyes followed her face and felt her eyeliner cut through me.

I looked away, though. And I reminded myself it isn't my business, but then again, I have stuck my nose in it already, I needed to get it out, as weird as that may sound. None of it was my business, and I wasn't even sure there's really anything, everything right now can be just made up by my mind, but there's a possibility it isn't as well.

I looked at the surface of my table, waiting for the sound that'll tell me she had already pulled her chair back and sat, but it never came. As the rays of the sun continued coming in, the silence grew and curiosity came back to haunt me, I fought it back, though.