Jessie's POV
As soon as my eyes opened, my eyes immediately scanned the room that I'm currently in.
A relieved sigh escaped my lips as I saw the sleeping figure of Yohan on the couch.
Images of what happened on the elevator flashes before me, how those stupid girls tried to beat me up.
I remember hearing Yohan's voice before I passed out. Did he actually come to save me?
I bite my lower lip as I try to sit down on the bed.
The room looks familiar but I'm definitely sure this isn't my unit, my room nor my stepdad or real mom's house. We're now back in the boys’ unit, and judging from the interior, I am currently in Yohan's room.
Once I saw his face, guilt started to eat through me as I realize how I was occupying his bed when he just came from a long journey and series of concerts.
