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Dec, 30 2020 - May 6, 2022 update.




The door bursts open and a familiar male stepped in. He walks towards us and brought up his hand with a phone. On the phone, there's a video playing. A video of this bald man slapping me.

"Axel, delete that video or else-"

The guitar boy cut him off. " Or else what?" He mocks as he looked at him emotionless.

"Let her go, " he coldly said.

The teacher scoffed. "what if I don't?"

The male snickered "if not, then I will show this to the principal's office,"

The teacher got quiet for a second. He laughed and released his grip on my wrist, raising his two hands as walk away from me. I immediately pulled my sleeve down to hide the possible bruise.

I stared on the floor. I can't believe that the male who I saw down the tree yesterday is here, saving me. Heck, he doesn't even know me.

I got startled when he grabbed my wrist, tugging me out of the room. He dragged me off somewhere far away from that room.

We stopped in front of the clinic's door, hand still wrapped around my achingly throbbing wrist. I tried not to wince and moan out the pain from his tight hold. He opened the door and pulled me inside. We looked at the nurse's desk but the nurse is no where to be seen. He sighed and pulled me again. And this time I yelp from the pain. I couldn't hold it in anymore. He stopped and turned to face me with a confused look. I tried to tug my hands off of him but he didn't let go. He raised my wrist and pulled down my sleeve and his eyes dilated when he saw it.

He carefully pulled me to the bed and made me sit in the edge. He then hurried to the shelves, rummaging to search for the first aid kit. I crossed my arms as I watch him. He looked so worried. It's just a bruise tho. Nothing serious.

When he found the first aid, he immediately went back and sat beside me, thus began to treat my bruise. I just stared at him while he treats my wrist and he noticed it and stops. He slowly looks up and stared back.

"Why did you do it?" I immediately asked with a poker face on.

"Did what?" He replied with a confused expression. He looked cute...but dumb.

"You know what I mean, cutie, " I internally slapped myself for what I said.

He blushed from the sudden nickname but then laughs sarcastically, " So you want me to let that bastard slap ya?" He said. I huffed and rolled my eyes.

"You're not thanking me?" He says. I gave him an annoyed look.

"I didn't ask for your help, " I harshly said. I immediately regretted what I said when he looked down. Hurt is visible in his face. I was about to apologize when I remembered something.

What if he's just acting? What if he had a plan on gaining my trust with that innocent face and breaking it by betraying-

I sighed and shook my thoughts off. I lifted his chin and looked at his eyes. "I'm sorry..." I trailed off, getting lost in his eyes. Eyes that looked so innocent and luxurious.

".....and..thanks" I continued. He chuckled and his eyes twinkled. Fuckk... I think I'll die from his adorable face. I mentally shook my head again and pressed my lips into a thin line.

"Where did you get that bruises on your face? " He suddenly asked.

"From a fight, " I shortly answered. After treating my bruise, I stood up and fixed my uniform.

"I gotta go," I said and went up to the door. But before I leave I turned around and faced him.

"If you saw me the next day, please don't call or approach me.... understand?" I let out coldly. He simply nodded.

I nodded back and stepped out of the room. I went back to the detention room to get my bag and headed out to my locker.


Axel's POV

I stared at the door that she just walked out of. I looked down and took out the handkerchief and traced the initials on the cloth. I chuckled as I thought of a scenario of my friend going crazy once he saw her handkerchief in my hands. I'm glad she still have this. How admirable.

"I wonder why he fell in love with her..."I mumbled to myself and insert the handkerchief back inside my pocket.

I stood up and placed the first aid kit back on the shelves. Afterwards, I left the room.

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