He entered his so called dreaded room after parting with Luhan and Chen on the hallway. He took a deep breath as he waits together with his classmates for their professor to get inside. While he is busy calming his heart, a lady took the empty seat beside him. He whipped his head only to be startled to see Fei.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, blinking back the confusion.
“I am Professor Cha’s Student Assistant so I can ask him to transfer to any section I want if I want to. Besides, the first quarter haven’t started yet,” Fei replied.
“Oh, right, I forgot,” then he picked up his notebook to check over the previous lesson.
Sooner, Professor Cha came inside and beamed the class regarding the result of the previous long quiz. Tao’s eyes widened in fear. ‘What would my classmate say when they learn that the Nation’s First Son got a D-?’ he thought as he started to get uneasy in his seat.
The results were soon distributed and to his relief, their Professor called them alphabetically instead of ranking them. He let out a sigh after receiving his paper. One classmate of his asked about his score, but he just replied with a thrifty smile and hurried to get to his seat.
All throughout the two hours class, Fei kept on reminding him of some notes regarding the equations he can’t quite get. They made it discreetly so that no one gets to notice them. When the bell finally rang, he let out a relieved sigh as his classmates started packing up their things to leave for the next period.
As the room started to get deserted, his phone disturbed him.
“Hello?” he answered without checking the caller’s ID.
“Xiumin’s having his first try in making some coffee, everyone’s already here in Kris’s studio so how about coming over?” Luhan’s gentle voiced stated over the other line.
“It’s scary to note that you just don’t look feminine but your voice even sound so feminine,” Tao chuckled as he saw Fei exiting leaving him the only one inside the room. He is aware of his guards outside the room upon seeing their heads showing up on the windows.
“Yah! You better get that lazy panda butt of yours in here or I will really tell Fei that you like her,” Luhan threatened.
“That won’t work on me Luhan gege,” he chuckled, slinging his bag on his shoulder.
“Then how about telling Jia that you are already dating Fei?” the doe eyed replied on the other line.
That statement made him stop, and with gritted teeth he replied back.
“I will get there right now,” then he hung up.
His guards followed him as he exits. His next class will be by five so he has more or less than three hours of free time. He instructed his driver to get him to Kris’s studio which is located near the university on the third floor of his apartment. Kris basically rents two floors in the building.
When he arrived, he heard the happy laughter inside and the faint smell of coffee leaking on the holes of the door. He twisted the knob and got inside.
“The Nation’s First Son is here! Xiumin gege, make him some of this coffee latte you made. Looks like Luhan really dropped the bomb a while ago that he rocketed right away in here,” Chen turned to look at Xiumin on the nearby bar.
Kris’s studio is not just about his so-called passion in drawing. It is complete with a well-equipped bar where Xiumin can make some short meals and drinks for them, a space for the grand piano which Lay loves to play, another corner for Luhan’s shelves of different types of rubics cube and his so-called personal couch; one corner for Chen who loves to sing which has a large screen TV and a larger shelve for CD’s and DVD’s plus a microphone. The other corner is for Kris; a larger portion of the studio where he would draw, paint, practices (in vain) the guitar and the drum set. His ‘masterpieces’ were stuck on the wall that soon served as the wallpaper of his corner. Tao’s corner is just a plain space with foams where he would practice his wushu skills and often meditate, but would always be disturbed by Chen and Luhan who would sing as Lay plays the piano.
