Joshua groaned as the blinding sunlight forced him to wake up. He was about to move his when he felt something heavy on his chest.
Miss Manoban's peaceful form laid next to him—arms wrapped around his torso and face buried on his chest. Wow. What a sight. He closed his eyes once more to savor this beautiful dream. It's quite peculiar how these dreams are growing more and more vividly each day—
"Stop staring. You're creeping me out."
He froze. His eyes immediately shot wide open. This isn't a dream. And they were in Erika's room.
"What time is it?" Miss Manoban casually asked as she slowly got up and rubbed her eyes. "Oh, it's already morning."
He laid there frozen, wide-eyed and unable to comprehend what was currently happening.
Him. Miss Manoban. In one bed. Whole night.
"Joshua?"
