"Knock, knock," Hello, Miss... are you doing alright? A knock came on her window. Tiffany is struggling to open her eyes. The sun beamed directly through her windshield, almost blinding her view. Her eyes squeezed together. "Knock knock." Miss, please open the window. Are you okay in there? It was the same knocking as before. She mistook it for a dream, but it wasn't. She is barely awake, but she manages to open the window. And the scorching morning air blew directly into her car, hitting her right in the face. She was taken aback and quickly regained her composure. She put on a happy face and responded, "Yes, officer, I am. Thank you very much. "Please do not sleep in the car," the officer urged. Especially in this hot weather". He was one of the security guards that patrolled the campus. No no no sir, I'm not. I'm just taking a quick snooze as I wait for my class to start. Thank you very much. Tiffany expressed her gratitude. I think I should go now. "Thank you very much, officer."
"What do you mean you haven't killed anyone yet? You do have that plan, don't you? Okay, I'm scared.. whahahahahha, "said Alex while making his silly scared face. "Oh, Alex." That is not what I mean.. and even if it's true, I don't have the heart to kill you.. you are too cute," said Alicia. They both laugh. Without realising it, it was almost 3 am. The breeze has cooled, and the area has gotten even quieter. There were no other people present. There is no sound at all. Even the crickets are deafeningly quiet. "Maybe we should get moving, Alex. It's almost time for daybreak. You, too, need rest, "Alicia stated. "Do we have to? I don't think we spent enough time together, "said Alex. "You need to sleep. Or else you'll be sleeping during your lecture," said Alicia. " "Let's go. Let me walk you to your dorm. " Wait, what? "Are you sure? " Alex was disbelieved. "To your dorm, not to your room," Alicia said sternly. "Yes, madam" "Alex, thank you," Alicia remarked as they approached his dor
Tiffany instantly tried to distance herself from Brandon, causing her to hit a nearby table. She was truly shocked. That voice, that wasn't Brandon's. It was somebody else. And that particular voice brings more than just memory, but also fear with it. "How can it be? It's impossible!", she whispers. Everybody else was busy trying to help Brandon. Some of them noticed what happened to Tiffany and tried to calm her. Suddenly, everything stood still. It's like time has stopped. Only Brandon and Tiffany are not affected. In the blink of an eye, Brandon stands. He turned around, facing Tiffany, who was still in a state of fear and confusion. "Tiffany! Do you remember me? I've been waiting to see you, Tiffany, my dear sister. Tiffany was speechless. She tried to say something, but her words got stuck. She can only look at Brandon. She knew for a fact that it was Alicia, her sister, who was murdered a few years ago. Tears started flowing from her reddened eyes. Looking at Brandon, she can a
Brandon,though, is one of the better options for the position of team captain going forward. He is young and gifted, and in his first year, he was the only junior on the team. Not only because of his brilliance but also because his father served on the university's board of directors, he was a diligent worker and a well-known figure within the institution. It goes without saying that no one would ever dare to deny him the opportunity to be chosen as the new captain. However, Brandon seems hesitant to even consider trying for reasons that are only known to him. He has to put in too much effort,and it requires too much dedication from him. He therefore chose to disregard what his housemates had said. Right now, something else is predominating over everything else in his head. After conversing with his housemates for a while, Brandon made the decision to take a shower. When the cool water touches his skin, it feels incredibly revitalising. The only time Brandon truly enjoys himself is du
The coach mumbled, "Stupid boys, if they keep behaving like this, they are not going to even qualify to be in the league." From his viewpoint, the team should work as a team in order to even qualify to be in the qualifying match, but from the way they are behaving, it would be much harder than he thought. "Hurry up you losers; we don't have all day for you to warm up; move your ass faster," he yelled from the sidelines. Once the team finishes their warm-up, they are instructed to gather outside the field. Let's get things straight. There will be an inter-campus tournament coming up soon. Judging by the way you've acted today, I don't think we can even qualify to enter.Please change your attitude, otherwise I will change you. This time, the stakes are higher: not only is there a cash prize to be won, but also a full scholarship. I know some of you are wealthy, but the scholarship will ensure your place in your class for the entire summer. Plus, I also want my name to be on the winni
At first, Jason doesn't pay too much attention to it, but his curiosity makes him click on the comment. There is almost more than 200 replies to the comment itself. He carefully read one by one of the replies hoping to find out who is the player or at least get some clue to his identity. But there is no indication as to the identity of the player. Jason was quite disappointed. All he read was people asking who is it, and some even list out the players themselves. One of them was his roommate, none other than Brandon. But as far he knew, Brandon had never had any serious relationship with any college student or at least into this kind of relationship. He knows Brandon was a type of “one-night-stand” kind of guy, and he will never get into a relationship. Jason scrolls down even more, and he noticed one reply gave away the deceased name “Jen A.” Jason tries to figure out who is this “Jen A” but to no avail. He never heard anyone name Jen on this campus what more a “Jen A”. But he was gr
“Alright you two, just calm down now please,” said Jason. He never have expected that his lunch will be this lively. “All I said was telling you the truth but you keep on denying it. Well let me tell you something Alex. Everyone was talking about you. Do you think people didn't realize that you’ve been spending your time at the park almost every night? Even the management also took notice of your behavior. What are you doing there alone until late at night? People are saying you went crazy talking alone at the park.” said Mona saddened by what Alex said to her. “So if you think that I made it all up, it's up to you. I’m trying to be a good friend here but if you don't appreciate it, so be it. I don't care anymore. And fuck you too Alex, you and your stupid imaginary girlfriend, both of you can go to hell” said Mona angry. She stand, slammed the table, took her bag, and left. Jason and Alex were speechless. Jason was even more confused. He never knew that Alex was spending the time at
For the next two hours, Alex focuses his attention on his lecturer teaching. But deep down, he was thinking about what Mona and others has said previously. It's hard to believe what others are saying especially when you are so in love. Everything seems so real and perfect. In the end, Alex chooses to ignore those reminders. He wanted to see Alicia tonight especially so after he did not have the chance to see her for a few nights already. After their class ended, Alex hurriedly left the class. But on his way out, someone has to shout his name out loud. It's none other than Mona. “Alex wait up!” she said while chasing after him. Alex who was almost next to the existing door stop and turn around. “Damn it, it's her again what is it this time” Alex cursed in his heart. “Alex wait up where are you going rushing like mad people?” Ask Mona. “What do you want Mona? I'm a bit busy right now” he said annoyed. “It's lunch hour Alex, what are you busy at?Well, I just wanna say I’m sorry if what
The next morning, everyone was awake. They pretended as everything was normal. Brandon quickly left for his class while Alex are on the way to the library. Jason on the other hand had just returned from his morning jogging. Everything seems quite normal. Nobody talk about what happened last night nor did anyone seems to care anymore. On his way to the library, Alex passes by the park. He takes a look at the park. It was 9.30 in the morning. The sun shines bright. It was clear that the park has been abandoned for some time. Alex focuses on the swing. It seems as it never ages even a bit. At least to his eyes. The swing looks as if it was newly installed. No wonder his girl always chooses the swing. He forgot what others are saying that the swing was old, broken, and not properly maintained. To him, those people are missing the perfect spot to relax and unwind. Suddenly his phone vibrates. It was one of his classmates. “Alex are you going to class today? What class? Asked Alex. “We have