3- Something Familiar
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
See you next time sweetheart 💋
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*to his bike*
- As I parked my sweetheart - a sleek, black Ducati - in the basement parking lot, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Being a college student with a trust fund had its perks, and my bike was one of them. -
- I swung my leg over the bike and stood up, running a hand through my hair. That's when I noticed them - a group of fangirls, hovering around the parking lot, eyes fixed on me. -
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
(No, not again)
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*sigh*
-I sighed inwardly. This was nothing new. As the son of a wealthy businessman, I was used to being recognized on campus. And, of course, there were always girls who wanted a piece of the "rich kid" action.-
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*makes his way towards his classroom*
-I mande my way out of the parking lot, the fangirls following me like a entourage. They asked for selfies, autographs, and even tried to strike up conversations. I obliged, smiling and chatting with them, but my mind was elsewhere.-
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*reaches the classroom*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
Now these girls won't disturb me for at least 4 hours
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
I'm not going out of the lecture hall
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*frustrated*
-As I walked into my classroom, the fangirls were forced to stay behind, and I felt a sense of relief. I scanned the room, looking for an empty seat, and that's when I saw her.-
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*looks at her*
???
*looks at him and then looks away*
- For just a second, our eyes met. Hers were piercing green, and they seemed to bore into my soul -
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*feels something familiar*
-Who was this girl? I didn't recognize her, and yet, there was something about her that seemed... familiar.-
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*sighs*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*gets up and sits on the last seat*
-Furthermore, I shook my head, chiding myself for being ridiculous. I didn't know her, and I probably never would. I took a seat at the back of the classroom, my eyes drifting back to the mysterious girl, but she was already turned away, chatting with her friend.-
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*sighs*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
(At least I'm at my safe place now T^T)
-I sighed, focusing on the lecture, but my mind kept wandering back to those piercing green eyes...-
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*looks at him*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
What do you want? ❄️
???
Well i *rubs his temples*
???
I want to sit beside you
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
Sure, till you don't cause problems for me *mumble*
Xavier Richards
Hi, I'm Xavier Richards
Xavier Richards
*offers a handshake*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
I'm Raffael Ambrose, nice to meet you
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*rolls his eyes*
Xavier Richards
*takes back his hands*
Xavier Richards
(An Ambrose, in our school?)
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*tries to seek a glance of the girl*
Isabella Young (FL)
don't dare to say that again ever
Aria D'arcy (FL BFF)
TSK! You're such a bore 😒
Isabella Young (FL)
Anything but unlike you
Aria D'arcy (FL BFF)
*Humph*
Isabella Young (FL)
*sticks her tongue out*
Xavier Richards
*looking at Isabella*
Xavier Richards
Hey do you know she's the only heiress of young
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
no she's not
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*taking notes*
Xavier Richards
Hey, how do you know?
Xavier Richards
*raised his eyebrows*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*dumbfounded*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*realised*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
Why do you care?
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*gets up and goes out of the lecture hall*
Xavier Richards
(Woah, he's a tough guy)
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*heads towards the washroom*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
*splashes water on his face*
Raffael Ambrose (ML)
(J-just what's going on my mind?)
- I stormed out of the classroom, my mind racing with frustration. Who was that girl? I couldn't shake off the feeling that I knew her, but my brain refused to cooperate. -
- As I pushed open the door to the washroom, the cool air enveloped me, providing a fleeting sense of relief. I locked myself in a stall, taking deep breaths to calm down-
-But my mind wouldn't let up. Those piercing green eyes haunted me, taunting me with their familiarity. I felt like I was going crazy.-
-I splashed cold water on my face, the shock of it helping to clear my head slightly. I looked up at my reflection in the mirror, my eyes blazing with frustration.-
"𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆?" I demanded, my voice echoing off the tiles.
-The mirror just stared back at me, silent and unhelpful. I felt like I was staring into the abyss, with no answers in sight.-
- I took another deep breath, trying to shake off the feeling of unease. I needed to focus, needed to figure out what was going on in my mind.-
- But as I turned to leave the washroom, I couldn't shake off the feeling that those green eyes were still watching me, haunting me...-
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