Chapter 24: Ticking of the Clock The moment I entered the tennis field, I saw Nikolas. He was wearing primly a casual tennis attire. He was there standing, waiting. My chest tightened. It is as if I saw a ghost. Or someone I had lost years ago. I walked as fast as I could to go to him and my mind races with thoughts. Things I wanted to say to him. “Hi!” I said. Almost too obvious that I am so eager to talk to him. “Greetings,” he said to me without even glancing. And there, I remembered that he was not exactly the guy I was longing for. “You are late,” he pointed out. “I don’t…I was just,” “Save the excuses to Mr. Simon. I am not him.” It is true that I was late in this class. Some of my classmates were already having a practice game with each other. By the looks of Cole, all swea

