every time i die a little

mar 4.

Gwen hated staying up late at her University; as she takes the bus everyday that took her 3-4 hours to get home.

But she doesn't want to upset any of her classmates, so she stayed.

It was an odd feeling, quite uncomfortable to be under the sun on her uniform at her school.

Her section was practicing for a dance presentation, for the University's Foundation Celebration.

The girls of the section were first to practice, then the boys, alternately.

When Gwen and the others are finished, they rest, watching the boys do their steps and counting.

Gwen have been comfortable with her classmates now; she was laughing with them about the silliest matter.

When Gwen was laughing so hard, she stumbled a little and bumped into something.

She turned around to see him, again.

He was on his phone, typing.

Why is he beside me?

We are on the grounds and his friends are on the other side, so why is he here?

Gwen asked herself, realising she bumped on the latter's phone.

He's too near.

Gwen's focus on the ongoing conversation faltered. Her mind was filled with questions again on why the boy was besides her, or why the boy is even thinking.

And he's too odd.

Gwen cannot understand.

And she's confused as fuck.

When Gwen tried to back away a little, the boy didn't even react. He was still on his phone, easing the girl's mind a little.

I don't know what to think about this. She whispered to herself.