I leap at the bed sheet and cover my body with it.

 

The man is apparently shocked as well. His hand still rests on the doorknob, taking in the sight that he’s seeing.

 

“Who the hell are you!” I snap, “Don’t you know how to knock??”

 

The man is tall and shockingly good-looking. His brown hair is in natural curls, which suits his pretty face. His eyes widen with surprise and then gradually squints. His lip suddenly curls into a smile and holds up his arm as he leans against the door.

 

I can’t believe he just stares. How rude!

 

“Can you not look??”

 

The smile on his lip deepens into a sarcastic angel. “Can you get out of my room?”

 

His room?

 

I look at him blankly for two seconds and suddenly take in a sharp inhale.

 

“Oh my god…Eason?”

 

He sure has changed a lot. Taller, prettier, looking more like a man. I even catch a glimpse of a tattoo on the side of his neck.

 

We spent one summer three years ago when my parents got divorced. It was such a great time. I was so sad when I had to leave for Miami to live with my dad. So I asked him to call or visit. But he never did. I tried to call him, but he rarely answered. We gradually grew apart.

 

This is the first time we speak to each other in almost three years.

 

“Um…” I’m a little overwhelmed. I want to give him a reunion hug and suddenly realize I’m still naked, “Eason. I’m so happy to see you. But can you close the door for me? I’m kindda in the middle of—”

 

He casually nods and closes the door.

 

Behind him.

 

I widen my eyes as he strides over and approaches me. I take a few steps back. He pushes When my bare buns touch the wallpaper, I suddenly realize now I’m trapped between the wall and him.

 

He’s so close, chest almost touching my shoulders. He lowers his eyeline and gaze gradually fixes on me. I must be going insane right now. But he just felt so different. Not like Eason at all. Like some stranger with an amazing smell of mint and oak.

 

This stranger makes my pulse quicken.

 

“Eason…” I stutter.

 

I remember he has emerald green eyes. But now his pupil is completely black, so dark that it’s like an abyss luring me in. I should look away, but I can’t.

 

he sneers and takes a

 

yourself into

 

his eyes. “What—no. It’s a mistake. My backpack is

 

are you in my room?” He cuts me off, “Why do you even come

 

and hurt. “I’m sorry but mom said you don’t live here and I’m just here for

 

he seems even more

 

with a nasty tone, “so you just love to show up, ruin everyone’s plan

 

react, he turns

 

fuck

 

charming Eason, who would give me the brightest smile whenever he sees me? Has he been using

 

room, I still decide to clean the mess on the floor.

 

of the

 

I want to talk

 

seems even more surprised. “He’s

 

the window and just in time to catch a sport car disappears

 

into him? My

 

to

 

Then we can go shopping

 

with her, she looted the entire mall without a blink. The sale assistant at Hermès has to temporarily close the store just for us. I was half-scared that Mr. Ramirez

 

gradually realize, “lavish” doesn’t exist in Ramirez’s dictionary. The wealth that this

 

overly excited. I hate to break it to her.

 

Turns out my boyfriend is a cheating pig. And

 

couple of days. Your semester won’t begin in at least a month. What’s the hurry? Let’s go out for brunch and you can tell me

 

if she wants me to stay so bad, then why did she leave me and

 

don’t want to

 

“Mom…”

 

can finish,

 

out and is surprised to find it’s

 

we meet up? At least let me

 

shameless bastard has the face to come

 

at his text. Wondering what else he has got to say. Maybe he deserves another slap

 

not at your

 

texts me an

 

go…somewhere.” I tell her, “Maybe we can

 

face lights up. “You need a

 

to spoil me with my stepfather’s money, so I take the bus. An hour later, I find myself in Boston’s most

 

temper once in a restaurant like

 

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