ACIR HILLS
Days passed like a blur.
It seemed like I was programmed to wake up, get ready, attend classes, eat lunch, attend more classes, head back to the apartment, eat dinner, and sleep. I avoided interaction with anyone. I kept it minimal and transactional only.
It reminded me of the past when I had no life outside school. I was slowly getting used to the routine.
Somehow, I found comfort in it.
My days were predictable. Nonetheless, I have nothing to be afraid of.
Whenever Wesley would make his presence felt, I bolt in a different direction. I made sure to only take crowded paths. No isolated places that Wesley could corner me into. I stray away from any trouble.
“Are you ready?” Onda asked, pulling me out of my trance.
I nodded, grabbing my shoulder bag. “Yes, Oni.”
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