Tun cafe is owned by an alumnus from the Faculty of Architecture. On a normal
day like this, there's nothing happier than a cancelled morning class. What a great
life. At this point, we are addicted to skipping class. It is becoming one of our
nature. We would bring ourselves to sit chicly at the cafe in front of the Agriculture
faculty.
We really like the atmosphere here. Once we are fascinated with a store like this, we
will stay here until the store closes. But the thing is, we need to arrive early here
because if we will come late, this place will be filled by those muscular students
wearing the engineering uniform. Some looked annoying but my friends and I are
not afraid of them.
"What do you guys want?" Said Peuk who was sitting on the sofa. His eyes stared at
the opposite table without blinking. Damn, if his eyes had legs, maybe he would end
up looking for the girl on the other side.
"Anything," I answer.
"Anything." Ohm says, too.
"Anything," Fong does too. All these stupid fucks who don't know how to think of
their own words.
"Excuse me, can we order four 'anything', please?" The sound of the buffalo broke
out, making the people inside look at us. My heart.... I hate moments like this.
"Okay. Please wait." But what's sadder is that the staff acknowledged our order with
a humorous expression. There are no baristas here. The employees here are the
bosses. There are also few juniors from the Faculty of Architecture who just come
to help wholeheartedly. The are the people wearing aprons.
This place is really great and warm, but the employees here are so few. I think
sometimes, when the shop is jam packed, orders will take two hours to complete.
My friends and I just sit and chat for a while, then quietly staring and listening to the
girls gossiping next to us. I pulled out my phone happily. Until finally, there is a new
notification. Someone sent a friend request on Facebook. This is normal, but what's
unusual is the profile picture because it feels very familiar to the eye.
"Oh..." I blurt out without any context. In my head, I smile happily and I accept the
friend request swiftly.
Women seduce me. You ain't virgin, fine. You're shameless, fine. And me? I'm hella
fine.
"Who is that?" Peuk interrupted immediately.
Please don't be curious. The person who added me was not a stranger, but my
fellow junior from the music club who just joined yesterday. And we have also
introduced ourselves to each other. Prae, from the Faculty of Medicine, my new
target.
This time, I don't want to have a fake relationship, but a real one. And I don't want
