Four

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Two weeks have passed since the "incident" happened and it's been a week since classes started. I feel pretty normal at school but when I enter the residence, it drastically changes. This is why I spend most of my time in school. I only go back when it's time for me to sleep—usually nine in the evening.

Draine, who I thought could be the closest to me in here, left me without saying goodbye. She moves to another room which I know was because of what happened. She either got scared or doesn't want to deal with people who can get her in trouble. Now, she treats me as if I'm a stranger to her.

But, one day later, Erra transferred here. I figured out that they switched rooms. Someone left but someone greater came.

She is not the kindest but at least she's not the meanest. She barely expresses her feelings but I know she cares. She often brings me to her grandparents' old house which we both helped to clean and decorate. We painted the walls black and add a little galaxy elements on it. I'm not good in arts but surprisingly, Erra is.

Every time we go there, I only watch her practice her drums. I still don't know a lot about her (even though we spend most of our time together because of the same classes we both take). She majors the same course I am taking. After everything that happened within the last two weeks, she's the only person I could talk to.

Sabina wants to talk to me as well but I am the one who's avoiding her. I feel guilty for being rude to her that night. It so happens that the past got to me and I lost control of my emotion. She approached me two nights ago while doing her rounds but I can't bring myself to talk to her.

"Can I have your notes on music theory?" Erra asks me while I scroll through my songs finding something to distract me from watching a little girl with his dad. How I wish...

"I don't take notes." I lie. I'm lazy to take my notebook out.

"You can't fool everyone." Erra knows how much I like to write because I can remember things well when I have written it down. She grabs my backpack and gets the only notebook I have inside. I look around the place and appreciate the serenity I can feel whenever I'm here. Cafe Myriade is slowly turning into my favorite place.

The doorbell chimes as Ezió enters the shop with the curly-haired guy, who looks at our direction and waves at me... no, at Erra—who just raises her eyebrow. I guess they know each other.

"Get me your order!" He shouts at Ezió who turns to him and follows where he's heading to—us. Our eyes met and I immediately find something to look at.

"Sabina's doing fine." Erra blurted out. She looks at me then to Kade. "You're always asking so..."

"Don't get the wrong idea." Kade assures me and I don't understand why he's telling me this.

"Tell her now before she could hear it from someone else." Erra sips from her cold drink and I feel so out of place.

Kade ignores what she told him when Ezió comes, giving him his drink. Kade moves to the vacant chair across Erra leaving a seat for Ezió, which is in front of me.

"You're not getting anything?" Kade asks. I'm the only person in this table who didn't get anything.

"No. I don't drink coffee and I don't like sweets."

Kade is undeniably talkative. He told us so many stories and the three of us just listen to him talk and talk about random things that comes into his mind. He's unexpectedly funny. Erra only talks to piss him off while Ezió and I listen to them banter.

My phone vibrates from the table. The lock screen opens with Uryella's name.

Uryella: Can you come with me this Saturday night?

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