
Fionns
She wears my hoodie like a god and Versace dress. Like, seriously, is she even fxcking real?
"Fionn, come on!" Kimaya's voice finally broke my heart without knowing what exactly is going on inside here.
I also did not know before that the tie dye hoodie Black Sabbath that I brought Kimaya to wear can make me pensive like a person who lost his mind. Damn. His innocence and innocence really felt like a breath of fresh water to me who was used to playing with slimy creatures and full of intrigue like the people around me.
Well, people who behave like myself, that is.
I looked at the girl in front of me. He attached one strap of his strap bag to his right shoulder. His right hand was also holding a plastic bag. My hoodie that is lying now covers his body up to the knee.
Kimaya lowered her head. His straight hair covered the sides of his face like a black curtain. I can't read the expression on the dana, but I get a cheat sheet of the girl's body language. He stood up restlessly, intermittently he changed the legs he made his pedestal to straighten up.
I keep looking at him. Learn every move and movement. Explain what he feels from there. Shxt. What in the actual hell is happening to me?
I can't take my eyes off the girl in front of me right now.
"Fion." Kimaya called me with a sigh. He looked at me from behind his mane a glance before returning his gaze down again.
I've never felt jealous before. For me, the feeling is only for people who do not have the ability, both in terms of financial and expertise. However, suddenly a straight-haired girl with a fair yellow skin in front of me managed to ignite that feeling inside a Haas. And no half-hearted, he managed to make me feel unhappy with the marble floor that we are incising this.
Or, was he looking at the shoes Mary Jane was wearing?
Marble floor. Boots. Man! I've been completely insane.
I don't know what's going on with me.
"Fionn, ayok. I want to hurry out of here. The bells will come back again."
Two things's. Two things that gives myself the push it needs to wake my brain the fxck up and get my freaking body the fxck moving. The first one is I want to get her to the safety of her bedroom as soon as possible so she can get the rest she desperately needs. And two, I don't need to put more targets on her back by delaying our departure from this hellhole. I don't want Kimaya still in this school when those damn students come out of the classroom hugging their abomination for a while.
"Guild, Babe. Okay. Sorry." which." I put out the words I wanted to say quickly. Then I took a plastic bag and Kimaya's bag from the girl's handle. "Let's go get you home."
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Kimaya
I don't know what's going on.
After coming out of the toilet earlier, Fionn used a decent amount of time to pay attention to my appearance. I don't know what's on his mind. My guess can't be weird because she made sure that I had something new to wear instead of a dirty skirt. Not only did the pads and*********, but Fionn also bought me a pair of shorts with soft material. I don't know where he could get those pants. I'm so grateful that he thought of buying it.
However, my thoughts changed when he stopped the car in front of the fence and did not immediately get out of the car to open the door. "Ehm, don't you go in first?" I was looking for an excuse to get the guy to talk. At least by listening to her tone, I can get a hint of her current mood.
"No. I have to hurry." Fionn answered briefly.
Heart gripped. Was what I thought before not true? Does he feel the opposite? Am I .. am I just making it up when I think the actions he did for me were full of consideration and attention?
"I will check up on you later." He added still in a tone that left no place for an offer.
Okay then.
I opened the door and picked up the things he had placed on the floor of the passenger seat. Despite feeling bad, I didn't slam Cheri's door again. During the two weeks I was in it, I started to build the same sentiment as Fionn. Cheri was very helpful to me for taking me home and away from school and home. He had protected me from the scorching sun, the heat of the street air and air in the angkot, and the rain that sometimes fell from the clouds above the city of Jakarta.
I'm upset. I was upset with myself for thinking no-no. I'm upset with myself for assuming something is happening inside someone else. I was upset at myself for having .. cultivated false expectations, as well as for myself.
Squeeze a plastic bag between the left arm when opening the door. I did not give the greeting given by Ms. Pik from the door of Mother's room.
When I got to the room, I locked the door immediately. I'm turning off my phone. I threw the white plastic bag into the corner of the room, not even close to the dirty cloth basket there. School bags also receive the consequences. The item that usually always landed smoothly on the study table is now lying in the middle of this not-so-large room.
I finally lowered the body filled with annoyance and shame and pain in the lower abdomen to the bottom of the blanket. Despite this growing indignation, I could not find a single shred of intent in my heart to take off the hoodie and pants that Fionn had bought earlier.
Kimaya! Don't act stupid like that!
The hoodie is too comfortable. I can even still smell the remaining cologne used by Fionn today. His pants are also very soft. I'm lazy to replace it with another pair of pants.
Yeah, God. When the heart and logic start fighting each other like this, what will happen to me?
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