Third Person's POV
June 5, 2xx1
After seeing Alia run in embarrassment, Atlas followed suit, worried that Alia would get lost again. And his not mistaken, he found her in front of an intersection seemingly confused where to go. Atlas chuckled after seeing this, he went ahead of her again so that she'll know the direction. Alia who saw Atlas walked pass her without talking to her feels a little sour, but she followed behind him anyway like a puppy following its owner.
After 5 mins of walk, they've reached the restaurant, Atlas stop to turn around and look for Alia but a head bump into his back, he chuckled. "Why are you laughing?" Alia said despite being ashamed. 'Why are you so clumsy today!' Alia thought to herself.
"We're here let's go Beatrice and Flint were already there probably," Atlas said. The technique Flint taught him works, he doesn't stutter anymore as long as he slows down his speech.
After hearing that they've already arrived Alia walked ahead of him to escape from embarrassment and Atlas followed suit. The moment they've entered the restaurant the first thing they did was listen to the noise because the noisiest place is where Flint and Beatrice are. However, contrary to what they've expected the restaurant is void of noises.
When they've found the table of Flint and Beatrice, they were surprised to see that both of the chatter heads are silent today and seemingly distant to each other. Flint was facing the left and Beatrice is facing the right, they looked like a couple that is in a quarrel.
"Did something happen?" Atlas said after seeing the two of them ignoring each other. He's wondering what happened to them because a single minute without speaking is already a miracle for the two of them.
"Nothing," the two of them said in unison, they looked at each other and looked away immediately. From their side profile, you can see that both of them are blushing.
"Let's order then," Atlas said ignoring the thing between the two and took a seat beside Flint, while Alia was long seated beside Beatrice.
7:45 am
They arrived at the University.
The subject is not a major subject making it boring for Atlas. This subject talks about arts and it really makes him sleepy. Surprisingly, Alia seems to be interested in this subject. Time flows slowly when you want it to be faster. This morning has become a very long morning for Atlas due to boredom.
11:30 am
The class ended.
Atlas and Flint immediately rushed towards the canteen. This time there's no Fred that they've bumped into. The lunch went peaceful without any disturbance. The girls are nowhere to be found. Since their class is only for the morning the girls decided to go shopping.
While eating their lunch Flint's phone received a call.
*Kring* *Kring*
"Hello?" Flint asked after answering the phone.
"Slave! Come here at the mall, carry my bags" Beatrice commanded, seeing the shopping bags of Alia and her continue to grow in numbers she decided to call Flint to carry her bag. And another reason is she doesn't want Flint to go to the restaurant and Flirt with Shirley, but of course, she won't say that to Flint.
"*Sigh*"
"What you don't want to go?!"
"Fine, Fine I'll go!" Flint said while packing up his bags, he picked the spoon and shoved a spoonful of food in his mouth.
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Mechanical Genius
FantasíaAfter a weird dream, Atlas gained an unexpected ability. Reality became a living dream for Atlas. Join him as he venture through this dream!