I FE~EL HIM

''Seeing his Advisor in her waking hours is His favourite thing to do..''

Jeon Haemmen , the new transfer deciple of Neuro-Psychology and Related Genetics Department (N-PRGD) of Willinghum City of England.

"...Just because your lack in self-control everything will be ruined ...."

She turned her heels in defeat seeing the dark future of both of them in her oppressed mind....

"Please... for once just...I would never ask again...." his hands caught her caged in between the wooden door and his chest.

A little hope , that the last flame was yet left that could illuminate him, left her quite. As his sparking eyes bored through her dry one as their lips consumed each other following a while of pause......

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''....end it here. Leave it Jeon let's get se---''

''Knowing how impossible it is and where no ' I am ' exists in this possible , it says you might be testing my Endurance..."

He took her gloomy face in his hold deeping her soft cheeks

''We shall make it together okay .. and I am not there where you are
nowhere..."

He gunned his finger to her skull frontal and said,'' Put it right here, my Miss Psyco obsessed Dr. , ""

"As you say ? The Master of Gene Jeon.."

He let his soft lips fall on her forehead and looked at her admiringly..

"Ouff...you never listen to me.."

''Thank Divine that I've never been at one with it's Supremecy except once

.......When It WAS ABOUT WINNING YOU...•°~