Sheila's POV
"Bye mom and dad! Take care okay? See you later!" I said while waiving my hands as they drove off.
I yawned. I'm still sleepy because it's freaking 3 in the morning but I had to get up to bid my goodbye to my parents.
I was once again left in the house alone. It has always been like this for the past years since my parent's business succeeded. They wanted to get a maid for me so that I won't be alone in the house. But I refused, since, one, I can take care of myself, and two, I'm not used to having someone else in the house. I'm an only child so I'm used to being alone and I enjoyed it.
I entered the house because it started to get windy.
I, then, went straight to my room while turning the lights off. Then, I dozed off.
I woke up with my alarm ringing so bad. I grabbed my phone and checked my social media.
A smile plastered on my face while reading the post in the school website.
"Classes are suspended today because of the typhoon. Students, please be safe and dry."
I left my phone on the bedside table and got up. I went straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.
I contemplated if I should change my clothes or not. In the end, I chose the latter. I'm always wearing the most comfortable clothes whenever I sleep.
I went out of my room not minding of wearing underwear, since I'm home alone. I'm just wearing a big white shirt, long enough to cover my private part.
The rain was pouring really hard.
Oh, I just love this weather.
I went straight to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water.
I was about to drink it when all of a sudden a man came out of the kitchen door, dripping wet, while shouting "Sheila!"
I was shocked and spilled the water to myself.
"Ryan! What the fuck are you doing here?! Look what you've done! Gosh!" I yelled, out of frustration.
"I'm sorry. The main door was locked. I didn't thought that you're already awake since the classes were suspended. I didn't thought you'll be here in the kitchen drinking. Uh-w-water." Ryan said, while grabbing a tissue to dry me up.
He then stopped when he realized that it's of no use and my shirt is now see through.
He suddenly turned his back. "Uh, I think you should, uh, change."
I blushed when I realized it too. Damn it. "Yeah. You should get changed too. There are new clothes in the guest room." I said, then ran as fast as I can to my room.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Ugh!" I frustratedly said while going straight to the bathroom.
I just took a bath and changed into short shorts and oversized sweater.
I went out out of my room again and saw Ryan in the living room with papers on the table. He's already wearing new clothes, so I assume he already took a bath.
Ryan is the son of my mom's bestfriend. We're about the same age and we're pretty close when we were little. We grew up together when his mom, my mom's bestfriend, was working abroad. But it was just for 3 years. I heard he's studying business and is doing great in all of his classes.
