A lady wearing a black shirt and tracksuit with white sneakers and a white bag which was slung on one of side of her shoulders walked into the faculty of astronomy.
She remembered her nose masks and put it on. She was a tom boy but the most famous in the faculty of astronomy and even in other faculties as the mysterious ice queen.
Her deep onxy eyes and long eyelashes did made her look a queen and she was admired not only by the guys but other girls in the faculty.
She enters her class and was surprised to see that class has already started
"Oh fuck" she cursed quietly.
Her proffersor, Mr Hoon who she had grown to hate over the years called her name as soon he saw her coming in.
" Hello Cinderella" he always called Cinderella. She hate being called that for a reason or maybe it was just Mr. Hoon she hated. She gave him a look and bowed a bit as a greeting and went to seat at the back.
Mr Hoon continued saying something but she didn't pay attention to it. Her mind was somewhere else. Lately she has been having this dream about a lady or woman that she killed and whenever she wakes up, she feels guilty and even sad. This morning she woke up and realized that she had been crying even in her sleep. She knew crazy things happen but perhaps what was weird was that she felt a strong connection to the the lady like she knew her, she felt familiar.
Yes felt, she couldn't see her face every time she was about to she woke up from the fucking dream.
Fuck… she needed a chocolate drink or cake, or just Sweet
She opened her bag and picked out a sweet and licked her. She always felt better after taking someone sweet but she didn't like sugar. Not because of health or allergies but she was used to taking little sugar but chocolate and lollypops were her only weakness.
She suddenly remembered her mother saying she was almost kidnapped cause she followed a man with a chocolate bar who she didn't know.
She frowned. She didn't want to remember her mother. Her mother left on her 10th birthday on the park.
She still remember the last words her mother said to her before leaving
" Da honey, I want to get you a gift. I'm coming" her mother then left her and never came back.
Dahlia spent her birthday in the park even when rain fell , whe refused to leave cause her mother said she was coming. Suddenly she laughed out loud.
The whole class looked at her not in amusement but in fear. Her laughter was crazy. Dahlia adjusted her glasses and muttered
"Sorry " and then started listening to what Mr. Hoon was saying
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" I am giving a project from now till 5 weeks time, a junior will be assigned to you to train and teach. If your junior does well on the assessment exercises you'll be given 10 extra Marks on any assignment and an extra day deadline to all my assignments"
Damn she really hated relating to people but fuck it she really needed the extra day deadline.
Mr Hoon then packed his books and left the class. Like he said, juniors from the 3 level started meeting some of her colleagues but she put on her earphones and started listening to Road not taken by stray kids. She almost couldn't stop her urge to dance. She was about leaving the faculty when she heard someone talking behind her
" Unnie? Please can I talk to you?" She looked back to be sure if she was the one being referred to.
She turned back and saw a tall girl ( though she was taller than her). What even caught her attention was that the girl was dressed almost exactly like her black top and jeans with white sneakers and black nose masks. She grinned, so her junior dressed like her. Cool.
" Anneong unnie"(" hello elder sister") The girl said to her, bowing respectfully . She lifted her chin and looked at her eyes. They were black but as the rays of light hit them they looked almond brown. She looked deeper moving closer to her
No they were golden? Something like brownish golden. What ever the fucking color was it was pretty. She moved farther away from the girl who looked almost pink.
" Wow I've never seen anyone blush that hard"
The girl blushed even more. Dahlia touched her face. It was very warm. She dragged the girl to the alley where the air conditioner could be felt.
"Thank you" the girl said to her. She still didn't know the girl's name but she was definitely the junior assigned to her.
Even though, she liked the girl she still hated talking. She wanted to go home.
"What is your name?" she asked her.
" Yeri, nice to meet you"
" Well see you tomorrow " and Dahlia went towards her bike. She looked back once more, at Yeri who was also looking at her. She climbed her Bike, wore her helmet and rode off.
The wind blew her hair, not messing it but making her look more enchanting than she was ready was . The wind made her feel alive . She loved it , as the wind blew against her and the music from one her favorite band blasting on her ears.
Fuck she loved this. She hummed the song along till she got home.