Tala's POV:
"Elle."
"Hmm?"
Laxus and I went to the rooftop to continue our lunch. I excused myself to my friends saying that our prof's asking me to go to the faculty room suddenly that's why I had to go. I lied, yes. I'm such a bad friend, isn't it?
"How do you feel? Well, if it's okay to talk about it to you," he said as worrying was evident in his tone.
I know that he's talking about that tragedy months ago with that sick professor of ours. It's been months already. Time just flew by very quickly that I didn't even notice.
I'm doing fine, I guess. But fear's still evident within me. I think that that tragedy punched a hole into my heart making it feel shallow. There are times that I avoid men except for Chino and Laxus. I am now afraid of physical contact with someone that I don't
