Heartthrobs In One Roof (English Version)

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"You're the one I saw at the cafeteria!" said Latrelle.

My forehead furrowed. Is that him? His memory is very sharp. The first time you look at him, you will think he is a forgetful person.

"He loves porridge," Jez said.

I turned my attention to the man who came out of the second floor of the house.He is wearing headphones and carrying a book-Harry Potter is the title as I see.Compared to them, I would say he's the most handsome if only he does not look snobbish.

"T.H, Kaoree is our new housemate," Latrelle said.

His cold eyes looked at me as I felt something in my stomach. His nose is beautiful because of its defined shape, his lips are red as blood, and the whole of her face is smooth. It looks like he's a perfect sculpture of God.

"Ah. All right", he said coldly without even looking into my eyes. He seems like he doesn't care about the world.

"Just let it go. He is really like that.. By the way, Wyn will take care of you", said Jez, so my eyes shine with excitement...

Flirty mode on when our eyes meet. The boss of his face! It was as if you would want to die if he were the angel you would see in heaven. But it is just a joke! I still want to live a long life. Long life. Long flirting.

"Come on. We're going to the bedroom", Wyn said, taking the stuff I was carrying that Jez had bought.

I almost dropped my jaw then blinked a few times.

"You have that side, Wyn?" Marcus giggled next to Latrelle.

"I hope I have the guts to," the two laughed on their own jokes.

While this Jez looks like a crumpled paper face.

"Stop that nonsense. You Marcus, they said you're not answering your Dad's call.".

Something suddenly entered my mind. What are they doing in this house? Why are they together here? Do they have the same issue as Jez?

"Ignore them. Come on", Wyn said as he pulled me. I drifted to him. They were left talking to the offender.

My face seemed to heat up as I processed what had happened. His soft hand released my wrist, then scratched the back of his head. It was as if he was ashamed of what he had done.

"This is your room. I'm sorry. It's small."

I observed the entire room before I opened the window and tied the pink curtain. The calm Laguna De Bae can avidly see as the cold breeze caressed my skin. The sunlight from this room is less painful to look at as well.

Compared to my room in my previous residence, it was bigger. Even the bed; the moment I sat on, I felt that it was soft. The clothes pouch is big. I also have my own comfort room. It's okay here.