My Royal Lesson (Kingdom University, #4)

Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Bye, Cinderella

I thought eating some snacks would distract me from my thoughts but his expression during that song kept on flashing inside my head. The takoyaki was delicious but it didn't relieve my stress.

It was nearing midnight, too, so I had to go to the main entrance. I messaged our group chat and said I'd be going home since Xander would arrive soon.

Jess: Hindi ka na babalik dito?

Alice: Wala pa tayong picture!

Yna: Sorry haha

Yna: I'm already at the gate haha ang my feet hurt

Steff: Ingat!

Jess: Ano ba 'yan! Pero ingat

Alice: Huhu ang duga mo Yna!

Yna: see you tomorrow

Yna: or not haha

The truth was it would still take me around five minutes before I could reach the main gate. Most were still enjoying the night and I felt at ease knowing that only a couple of people were walking with me.

I sat on one of the benches near the gate, waiting for Xander to pick me up. Resting my head on the back plank, I realized how clear the sky was. Stars were twinkling brightly and I thought this view was a good way to end the night.

Xander finally texted me and he said he just woke up. I almost talked back to him but I held back since he might not fetch me.

I'll be there in 20 mins

I breathed a deep, long sigh. Twenty minutes, huh?

It was already getting cold and I wished I didn't pick this dress because the slit was exposing my right leg to the freezing wind. Why didn't I bring any jacket?

My eyes darted to the paperback I was carrying. I took the panda out and hugged it but suddenly remembered what happened a while ago. My face felt hot and I had to think of other things to push that thought at the back of my mind.

"My crush looks good tonight," a girl said while passing by, catching my attention.

Her friend smirked. "'Di ba he likes someone na?"

"Ano naman? Crush lang naman."

"Crush lang pero bakit parang nasasaktan?"

The girl lightly pushed her. "I'm not."

She snorted. "Okay. If that's what you think."

Even before I started writing stories, I had always enjoyed listening to strangers' conversations. Sometimes, I'd use them as reference for my characters and their dialogues and hearing those two made me think of my new story . . . as well as him.

As if fate was playing a game on me, I saw his figure walking toward the main gate. People seemed not to recognize him, maybe because of the gray parka and black cap hiding his outfit and face. My heart thumped a little when he sat on the bench right across me. I was about to turn on the right but our gaze met before I could do it.

It felt like the everything and everyone around us was fading and I could only hear my racing heart while staring at him.

He broke into a grin and I quickly averted his gaze. However, it was hard to focus on anything besides him. I tried to pretend looking busy with my phone but I yelped when I saw his name on the notifications.