"𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙩" Mr Jeon's word lingered on my skin and ignited me.
The feeling that comes when you know the risks, when you know one move and everything would go downhill, yet you're ready to risk...
A/n: This chapter is short I know but here is the twist, if this chapter gets 800 reads and 100 votes by tonight (before 11pm ist) I'll post two more chapters tonight. Yes, ch 6&7 both if you complete this small goal. All the best!
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The bus dropped me off at 8:20pm at the nearest bus stand to my neighbourhood. I checked the time once again and worked my legs a bit faster to reach my house before that jerk came back. I didn't want to run into him. He was bitter all day while taking our classes, maybe he took some extra shots of espresso today, the man was in a mood.
This had been my routine since last weekend after I discovered that my jerk professor was my new neighbour. Ever since I saw him mowing the lawn, looking damn hot—
Nope! Not going there.
Leaving the house before him for college and trying to avoid him turned out well without getting into any trouble in the last four days.
Coming back home before him, and going to college before him.
The way I spy on him from the window of my house, I would get selected for a job at the spy agency without any tests and trials.
There was still an hour left before he came back, I had jotted his routine into my head that even in my sleep I knew his schedule.
He had a habit of staying back at his office in the university and I took that as my advantage and got back home before him.
I was ready to follow these steps on a daily basis to avoid him till I graduate and move out. Yes I can do this.
I turned at the corner of a street and passed a convenience store. A few groups of men were drinking sitting outside the store. The turn connected to a street to my house which was still one turn away but I halted my steps abruptly when I spotted a metallic black Porsche GTS, the one that was obviously familiar to me.
It was that jerk's car and I got used to looking at it parked in the driveway of my house. He was getting out of the car which was parked in front of the ice cream shop.
"Oh nononono—why is he coming out?" I stepped back and walked a few steps backward until his car was out of my sight. I sighed in relief as the sudden raise in my heartbeat was insane. Keeping a hand on my chest I could feel my own heartbeat. I should better come after an hour.
I turned around yet my head was directed towards that street and I bumped into someone very badly.
"Ouch!" My shoulder stung as I literally got collided with a man, who too was standing holding his arm and then looked at me like he was going to eat me alive.
"I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" He looked much older than me and by his neon-coloured jacket I guessed he must be one of those workers who were sitting outside the convenience store.
