SYNOPSIS:

"I like you! Be my boyfriend." Always in his own personal bubble, after his parents divorce, 15 year old introvert and people pleaser Feng Huang transfers to a new school, he didn't expect that 15 year old Katerina Ai to push her way into his comfort zone. A Dual Point of View Story. Enjoy!!!

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DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Bossy Man I'm Not Afraid of You

I'm Not An Elf

My Introverted Lover

FENG POV:

“Feng. Feng. Feng!!”

Removing my headphones from my ears, I had noticed the sound of my mother's voice calling. I walked downstairs to find she and my father sitting in the living room. I knew where this was going. Lately, they have been acting super nice towards me, so I knew they were warming me up for this conversation.

“Yes,” I responded.

Mother: “Son, you know how they say opposites attract, well sometimes things that are too different can’t be together. You know like putting meatballs in your cereal, will taste nasty.”

She was rambling, I just started at her indifferently.

Mother: “Son, your father and I are getting a divorce?”

Father: “Yeah, so choose who you wanna live with?”

Choose? You want me to choose? This was clearly a trick question? If I chose my mother, my father would disagree that my mother couldn’t teach me how to be a ‘man.’ But, if I chose my father, I knew my mother would be heartbroken, and guilt trip me saying that she is the one whom had birthed me. So, being the logical one and not wanted to deal with this situation any longer, I replied, “neither.”

They looked at me in disbelief.

Mother asked, “Feng what are you talking about?”

“Well, no matter who I chose, someone will be angry, so I decided I should go to boarding school,” I said.

Mother stated, “but it’s the middle of the school year!”

Father exclaimed, “boarding school? Do you understand how much that will cost?”

“Yes, I do and cost is not a problem, they have some scholarship earning opportunities going on right now. I’ve already taken some tests and filled out the applications,” I responded.

“How long have you known,” asked Mother.

“When you both started cheating,” I said and walked out of the living room and back upstairs to my room.

I’ve always thought this would happen, of course, like a normal person, I hoped it wouldn’t happen to my family. But you can’t change the inevitable, because if ‘love’ can change so quickly, did it even exist in the first place.

Gratefully, I had no social life and studied all the time, because I received a full scholarship to the expensive co-ed boarding school Z academy. It was just my luck, that they had another spot. Leaving so far had no affect on me, it’s not like I would be missed. I was always alone and had no friends in school. Also, I didn’t understand why my parents would care, they were to busy with their secret love lives that they didn’t pay me much attention. Maybe meeting some people at my intellectual level, would help me make me more social.

Walking through the gates, I could see large luxurious buildings, and it only made me feel smaller inside. Grabbing my luggage, I found my way to the administration office. Thankfully, it was quite easy to find, since everyone was inside. Walking up to the front desk, an older woman with a brown haired bun asked me, “can I help you?”

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“Yes I’m a new transfer student,” I stated.

“Name,” she asked

“My name is Feng Huang,” I said.

“Age & Grade,” she asked.

“I’m fifteen and tenth grade,” responded.

“Wait here Fang,” she said.

Fang? “Um, my name is Feng,” I said.

But, she continued to walk to the back of the office. Standing there alone waiting for her to come back, a girl with long brown curly hair, wearing a red and white girls uniform walked in. I guess I had been staring at her for far too long because, she smiled at me awkwardly as we made eyesight. Turning my head, it startled me, when she asked “where’s the old lady?”

“Huh? Oh, she just went to the back, she said she’ll be back,” I said.

“Oh okay,” she said.

Then before I knew it, she hopped over the small door gate, that separated the reception area and the seats. Pretty sure that the students weren't supposed to be on that side, I watched as she walked to the back right of the room, and tried to open up the drawer.

“Dang it,” she mumbled to herself.

Pulling something shiny out of her blazer, it must be a lock pick because she began fiddling with the lock. Skillfully, she opened the drawer and pulled out a phone. As she was putting it into her blazer pocket, I could see the reception lady coming out of the back office. I don’t know why I cared, but I began to motion to the girl that the ‘old lady’ was coming back. The girl didn’t notice but, she did hear the footsteps and she quickly closed back the drawer and hopped back over the door gate. The girl was now crouched down on the floor next to my legs. It was clear, this wasn’t the first time she has done this.

The older woman came back to her seat with a mini-stack of papers in her hand.

“Okay Fang, here’s your schedule, your room number, and room key. I just need you to sign these papers and you’ll start attending class tomorrow, welcome to Z Academy” the older woman said.

Ignoring the fact that she still said my name wrong, I thanked her welcome and signed the documents, that were filled with the rules and curfew time. Only twelfth graders could leave off campus and tenth graders were supposed to be in the dorms by nine o’clock. Giving the papers back to her, I saw her eyes go wide.

“Your name is Feng?” she asked.

“Yes” I said.

“I could have sworn you told me it was Fang,” she stated, sounding as if she had an attitude.

Was she seriously getting mad over the fact that she said my name wrong. She was clearly bonkers, and since I didn’t have the will to argue with her, I responded with a lie, “oh sorry, maybe I did, Fang is my nickname.”

Before  she could say anything, the buzzing sound of a phone filled the room.

Trying not to look down at the girl sitting on the floor next to me, I knew the sound was coming from her.

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