His Mate

The school was the same, the students in hurry before the deadline were, the teachers scolding black sheeps endlessly were, the bald dean was, even I was all the same, except for one thing. All of the girls are hauling over a poster attached at our announcement board. Was there a new announcement to be so crazy over? "Really? this early in the morning?" I heaved a heavy sigh, with these girls at the hall going through is a hell I excused myself and squeezed through the crowd saying tons of "excuse me" and "sorry" for those I've been bumping onto trying my best to stay calm and not burst here in front of everyone. None of them even gave me a clear path and way to go through like they usually do, they continued as if they don't notice my existence right then and there I almost got out of the crowd, almost, when suddenly I was pused harshly by a crazy girl trying to get to the front to see the poster. I stumbled and was pushed by a girl and then by another girl and then by more girls whose unconsciously pushing me away because of the sudden weight that suddenly comes in contact with them until I found myself now infront of the announcement board. I brushed my clothes straight before gaining back composure and looking at what the hell caused all of this shit "A new sponsor? what's so new about that?" I asked loudly, irritation and confusion lacing my voice,why didn't I knew about this first? "YOU ASK WHAT'S NEW!?" A girl asked rather too loudly than she should've making me back away from her a little. "This. This is what's new" She pointed at the face of a guy pinned beside the announcement Adrian Lycaon was the name typed underneath the picture of the man, well obviously the man's name Eye catching. That was the first thought that came into my mind before the word handsome seep through. A beauty of a God,that is what he has, exaggeration isn't even a thing when I say he's more beautiful than how Adonis are. He looks like the number 1 creation that God took the most time, carved perfectly and carefully. His eyes were the color of the sweetest chocolate I could ever imagine, his forehead shown through those beautifully slicked back hair, his nose stood tall and proud, his lips ahh let's don't think anything dangerous but his jaw, damn it looks like the perfect 130° that could cut my throat so easily. Not to mention that he's wearing such a luxurious looking tuxedo but his built is already, undeniably and evidently looking so strong and tough. I am not a sucker for pretty faces but believe me in this one, this man's beauty is ethereal. He sure was has an exceptional beauty but it wasn't just that which made me stare. He looks familiar. He looks way too familiar for this to be the first time that I am seeing that face. But I couldn't comprehend when and where have I seen that face and why is it so connected with me. A jewel of a face like that is something I won't just forget so this irks me, the fact that I know yet I don't at the same time bugs me. Looks like I stared at the man's features few seconds too long which made the girl beside me scoff. She gave me a "Told you so" look and I couldn't help but feel even more frustrated than how I am earlier "You are all causing enough trouble to deserve a fine punishment. No matter what the circumstances are, blocking the hall way like this and preventing yourselves and other students to attend your classes despite having the bell ringing so outrageously already seems like something the teachers wouldn't want. If you don't want this to escalate into something bigger then you better hurry back into your appropriate places now" I am the student council and so I have all the rights to tell them what is what I was holding back really well just earlier to not have a scene so early in the morning but this is too much already. The heavy feeling due to the sleepless night I just went through as my insomnia was getting the better of me again and the stress that was caused by the loads of works the professors dumps at me were all getting in my head and are preventing me from holding back the frustration and madness inside me All of the students really did scram afraid of the possible consequences and in no time, the hall was once again empty and quiet, except for that one girl who gave me such a strange look as if still telling "He's handsome stop being an ass" until she reached a turn to the lockers. I brushed off imaginary dusts and straighten my figure gaining back my composure and preparing to enter my own perspectives class I entered the room just in time but almost not which made the professor give me a knowing look as if I've just done the greatest sin I could ever do. I kinda understand since I'm the, well the supposedly, role model of all the students attending this university but Mr. Smith seems to be exaggerating with the simple little glares. An hour passed and well The lecture for my first class wasn't that boring. I lied. WHAT THE ACTUAL f**k IS THIS!? I mean I'm used to boring classes specially when it's with Mr. Smith BUT THIS ONE IS EXTREME. I'M NOT SURE IF THIS IS A LECTURE OR A LULLABY ANYMORE! Every bit of his words seems to be delivered with sleeping essence, most of the class is already asleep. Maybe around 5 Students are the only ones who are still able to hold on and keep their eyes open, although they are barely successing in doing so. My eyes almost also gave in when there was a knock suddenly heard on the door. WHO THE HELL DARED RUIN SUCH AN AMAZING CLASS!? It was as if the man who knocked answered my sarcasm and suddenly opened the door before showing a figure that made me give out a little gasp of surprise and excitement What was I excited about? Well... "Adrian Lycaon" said the intruder of our class before adding the phrase "nice to meet all of you" and giving a smile that I swear could be a cure to any depression His eyes wandered as if looking for someone but his brows furrowed when he saw the almost everyone in the class were already asleep and the rest was half asleep -- well except for me who had been intoxicated by his beauty and is now looking at him intensely Wait . . . . Why am I looking so intensely again? I quickly tried to avert my gaze the second I realized I was staring at him too much but before I could do so our eyes met And it was enchanting. His eyes were looking at me sharp and clear with its chocolatey sweet color that makes me feel sweetness despite the roughness in his gaze. His eyes alone was enough to make me shiver but what made me almost pass out was the look he was giving me. It was as if something had flashed right before my eyes and I saw a little boy crying while it seemed like I was in his arms. But it must've been just my mind playing tricks with me as I once again allowed myself to get drunk in the eyes of a dazzling man. After giving me a look with his brows furrowed and with his eyes looking like it's glaring, his features softened and suddenly looked like he was washed over by relief, his face showed a face of a man who has been endlessly looking for an answer that is now finally served right in front of his eyes. What's it about me that makes him react like that? Guess I'll never know. "I've finally found you, my Queen" What? WHAT DID HE JUST MOUTHED AT A FULL GROWN MAN LIKE ME!?!???