Days passed and that was our daily routine. Major would always send me texts or call me. We try to avoid each other in school because we’re not stupid to show everyone how close we are. He’s still a professor and I am his student.
Major:
I don’t see you around here. Where are you?
I frowned as I read his message.
Me:
I’m in the library. Where are you?
I am reading the assignment he gave us for the next meeting. I have to study hard because I think I just failed the quiz in Philosophy a while ago. I can’t even dare to look him in the eye because I think I didn’t do well in his subject. Damn! I can’t believe I’m getting serious with a minor subject!
Major:
I’m at the gym. Your classmates in my class are here, too.
I rolled my eyes. Kiara told me a while ago that there’s a basketba
