TANKHUN Fanfic | Mind Over Matter

24. The Weekend / Study Time

AMY's POV:

I woke up at 5 am as usual with a slight fever. For a good minute, I didn't feel my left arm because of numbness.

I comb my hair, brush my teeth, pin up my bangs before washing my face, and then go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

I make toast, omellete, and tea. Special breakfast for the weekend. Usually, I just put jam or butter on my toast, and eat it while walking around getting ready for college. Only weekends are the golden days when I sit peacefully and enjoy my breakfast.

Last night I fell asleep because of aspirin which I had to take, thanks to someone. Even though I don't feel pain, I have to take muscle relief. So that I can do my daily chores without feeling any stiffness.

I have had insomnia since forever so I stay awake all night doing this and that, and every day I sleep after coming back from college. Sometimes I fell asleep in classes too because of my exhausted brain. But that's not a problem really, I guess. I mean it's not only me who fell asleep during class, right?  hahaha.

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Now that I'm having a peaceful day, a thought came into my mind...

'What should I do about him now!'

It's not like I can be mad at him and ignore him forever! Sigh~~

'Let's just not be friends with him...'

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I made a list on my cell phone:

-No sitting near him

-No talking, unless necessary.

-No eye contact - for more than 3 seconds.

-No peeking at him (stealing glances counts too)

-No looking at his dressing.

-No secretly admiring.

-No touching at all.

-Keep distance (maximum miles - minimum one meter)

And the most important point that I typed in capital letters.

-AVOID ANY KIND OF CURIOSITY ABOUT HIM!

In horror and thriller movies half of the characters end up dying because of their stupid curiosity.

Well, I'm not stupid and I can control my curiosity level. He seems like someone I should not be involved with... given the threatening texts I've received in the last two weeks. I'm not talking about romance here. It's about my own freaking life!

The way he reacted yesterday - now that I think of it - he was not just angry... he was afraid.

But why??

Of whom??

For me??

Well, I know from day one he's not just anybody. He seems rich and out of my league. Even his surname shouts Upper-class.  As for him, his whole aura shouts Leisure-class.

It's not like I am poor or something... My family is well-settled in America. My dad is a good-looking businessman, who doesn't look like his age at all. My mama is a beautiful housewife. And my little brother is a handsome teenager.

Sigh~ Now I missed my family, especially my little devil.

So the point is... it's not like a romantic comedy plot where the hero is from the upper class and the heroine is poor. Like seriously I don't have any debt, my family doesn't live in a rented house and my pocket money is more than average.