Chapter 12

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Gulf's

"Here's your drink." I said as I handed Mac a glass of orange juice. We've already set up a mini study table in the middle of my room. The books and my laptop is now prepared and we're only waiting for Mew to arrive.

"What's taking him so long?" Mac asked after drinking almost half of the juice and I shrugged cause I don't know either. "Do you know where his room is?" He asked and all I gave him a 'seriously' look before putting both of my hands on my side.

"I just found out that we live in the same building and floor and now you expect me to know where his room is? Seriously, Mac?" I said and he winced because he realized how stupid his question was.

It was then we heard a knock on the door so we both looked at each other.

"That must be him." He said and I nodded before walking towards the door and opening it. I looked at him with wide eyes, mouth agape as I scan his whole appearance.

'Ah, of course. Who wouldn't want to wear comfy clothes when you're at home? B-but, is it really necessary to wear a white sleeveless shirt and a sweat short?'

"What's with that face?" His indifferent tone and expression is enough for me to go back on my senses and averted my gaze towards Mac. I tried to look casually cool but the truth is, I'm internally castigating myself for acting so stunned after seeing how attractive Mew was with his casual clothes while holding his laptop and a pair of eyeglasses.

'What the hell were you thinking, Gulf? Since when did you start getting smitten by a guy?! You're supposed to get attracted to girls with big tits and thick buttocks not to guys with broad muscles!'

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