"Y U...?"

Chapter 8

     Someone is coming. And it's becoming closer as the tap of its shoes is audible to the two person that were still not moving where they are standing.

     The man looks back at Win that seems to be panicking. He stops himself from the desire to stare at the boy's face for too long.

     Without a word he pulled him by the hand and lead the way to other hallway where the locker of the students is located.

     He turned and saw a very annoyed eyes glaring at him.

     "Are you crazy? Why did you bring me here?" Win asked in a very low but growling voice ready to attack him.

     "Apparently, no. Not until we have our getting-to-know-you talk. What do you think?" He stated, his hand still holding him firmly.

     "And do you also not remember what I've had said last time? I'm. Not. Interested!" Win said with gritted teeth.

     He just smirk still not shaken by the cute act. He step closer to him and by then, the boy was leaning the wall again.

     "Don't you have any idea how adorable you look like just now, hmm?" He lift his hand and touch his chin with his forefinger to let him look at him in his eyes.

     Win didn't say anything. How will he do that if this man is just an inch away from his face and locking his gaze to him?

   "And didn't I tell you that you don't need to use this?" Holding with other hand his eyeglass and asks him again. Win stare at him with questioning look.

     "Why are you hiding those gorgeous eyes?" Looking admiringly to his eyes. His gaze is now trailing down to his lips.

     Win noticed him and quickly pushed him away leaving a good distance from each other.

     "None of your business!" He's now walking away from him without looking back. But before he go further he was pulled again and pinned on the wall. Two arms are now on both side of his body.

     "Why are you always running away from me?" His face is way too close to Win's. Still calm but fierce. Win begin to feel nervous.

     "What do you want?" Win asked even though his knees starts to weaken. 'At least not his voice.' He don't want to show his other side. Not to anyone. Not even to this man.

     "You." Hearing this on the man's own mouth, Win's eyes widened. He felt his own face getting warm.

     "I'm Bright once again. What's your name?" He tilted his head to have a great look at his beautiful face. Though he's hiding in his hoodie covering his face he still can see his white skin inside that thick clothes. He knows clearly that their school is not too strict about what they want to wear as long as they follow the rules. He's now wondering how is he looks like without that.

     "Why do I have to tell you?" Win snapped back at him.

     "No need to be rude, ok? I just want to know your name and befriend."  Bright said, not believing he stays calm after he was being snapped multiple times by him. How can he gets angry if this boy is being so cute even if he gets mad?

     "Are you deaf? I said I'm not interested. And I'm not that too nice to be friends to anyone. Especially you!"

     "Why?"

     "Because YOU are a stranger to me and someone who ruined MY peace and MY space!" Win yank Bright's arms to let himself get out of his way. But seems like he doesn't have a plan to let him go. And he's much stronger than him.

     Bright hold him tightly on his shoulders to let him stay. Win still struggling to let go of his tight grip. Wishing in his mind that maybe somebody will appear to save him from this strange man.

     Minutes had passed but they are still 'fighting'. Win is worrying now because he's been taking so long to go to the cafeteria where he and Khao are supposed to have their lunch.

     As they continue, to know who will be giving up, something was fell on the floor.

     But Bright was fast. He grabbed it quickly.

     "Hey, that's my journal!" Win exclaimed trying to get his journal back.

     Bright wants to play fair but as he noticed him being stubborn, he wants to get a little revenge for snapping at him.

     "Oh, this one? You left it, remember?" Holding it in front of him and put it back to his inside pocket of his jacket.

     "Give me back my journal!" Win is holding tightly on his temper to not lash out at him. Though it's impossible for him after he found out that his important 'thing' was on a still stranger's hand.

     "Journal? Ah... You mean your manual?" Bright was amused by the way he said that it was a journal so he get it again out of his pocket and take a look.

     "Hmm... So you're in the Faculty of Law. It's a good thing that we have our own Identity Manual. And we can identify easily every faculty in our university." Bright told him while scanning and flipping every page of it.

     "Don't! Stop invading my privacy. And you should know about that." Win talks back and snatching the thing that he's been looking for.

     Bright is really eager to annoy him more. He put it back again in his pocket

     "No! You had been invading MY peace and MY space too." Bright stubbornly said to him.

     Win stomping his feet annoyingly to his remarks. Bright just chuckled at the sight. He steps forward to him and lean.

     "If you want your journal to get back to you, go out with me." Bright smirked at the reaction he gets. He walks away afterwards leaving Win fuming and cheeks blushing.