Melody From Pshycopaths

Peace

Efira POV

I walked down the hallway to my room, of course along with Devan. The sound of my shoes meeting the floor echoed there.

Cclek

I opened Alex's room, showed her my smile. But, what do I see instead?

"What are you doing?" My toot.

Silent.

There's no answer.

That guy just looked at me a little sharp?

No, it's very sharp. His hands were filled with blood.What had he done?

"What happened?" I asked again, I even hurriedly approached him. But, what did I get?

"It's still a break, go"

Am I being evicted? Did this asshole kick me out?

I want to scratch his face. Really am.

"But..."

"You know I don't like rejection"

Even my words were cut off with their own chins.

"Shireo,let me help you!" Reject me, then run for the P3K box.

*Shireo (Korean Language): No

I don't know what this fool did until his hands were covered in blood.

"Give me your hand" I said.

There was no response.

Aish, this guy.

I pulled her hand closer, then focused on treating her wound. There were a lot of glass in his hands.

"Didn't it hurt?" My toot.

"My heart hurts a lot more"

Stupid, what kind of answer did he say?

"How did you get this wound?" I asked while treating his wound.

"Say what do you want?"

I smiled, slightly sighing at his answer. Switching the conversation hm?

"I? I'd like to see you. What wrong?"

"Cih, just go on a date with Devan. I don't care"

What the hell?

Talkin' about what this guy is? I even laughed when I heard it.

"This shit, are you jealous?" I raised my voice a little at the beginning of the sentence.

"No" he answered briefly.

"Aws. Slowly"

Is it too loud? I finally wrapped his wound up feelingly.

"Mian" I said, my voice sounded very soft.

*Mian (Korean): Sorry

Shit, am I nervous?

"Ne?" The answer.

*ne? (Korean Language): Yes?

I stammered even more, what should I say? Where should I start?

My hands were still focused on bandaging his wounds, it was just that my eyeballs were running to the right and to the left, confused. Until the last round of bandages, I let out a heavy sigh.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have treated you badly. It's just a trivial matter. But, I overreacted it" I finally had the courage.

"Jealous is blind Ephira. Forgetit. Go to your room, it's in business hours" he said stroking my hair.

"So? Did you forgive me?" I'm telling you well that he's no longer bothered about it.

"I can't be mad at you"

Aish, this is heartwarming. I want to hug her.

"close"

Whahuh?

"From hm" This time his words followed the action of taking my hand slowly, of course I followed my heart. I moved my seat closer to her.

What then?

Grep

Aigooos

*Aigo (Korean Language): Oh my God.

He hugged me first, my shadow came true. Can he read my mind?

It makes my face warm. Maybe it's as red as a tomato.

Just tell me I'm overreacting, I've hugged her a lot before. But this time the situation is different. Right now I see him as a man, not as a friend.

"That's enough. Your heart rate is very audible. I'm afraid he's off"

Damn, this guy really ruined the atmosphere.

Of course it makes me push it straight away, moving away is the most appropriate choice. I hateit.

I closed the door of my room a little hard, leaned against the door leaf and held onto my chest.

No, more precisely my heart.

My heart.

My heart is going to explode.

The Efira POV End

While in the room next door, Alex was sitting in his big chair. Examining the bandage wrapped by his best friend. Smile to yourself there. The man was just as crazy as Efira.