The following morning, I was already done preparing for lectures when I opened the door just to find the same girl 'Nirra' waiting at my doorstep and as our eyes met each other her quiet diminor turn to a happy expression.
I was in no mood to for what happened yesterday, so I hurriedly locked the door behind and passed by her as she followed behind.
All I could do was keep my distances by speeding up my feet but it was not going to stop her as she also kept pace with me, which all I could do was deeply wish a person like her never existed but I know it wasn't possible.
My dreams of becoming ghosted was utterly shattered by her unknown source of light and all wishful, I dare not act polite with her when she already had taken a liking to me somehow.
Nirra was one hell of a new torture in my life and it really f**king hurts like hell.
Even though keeping her annoys my soul, I could hardly forget it as her name keeps ringing in my mind like it was apart of me.
I wonder what I would do since pushing her away won't work and staying with her was not in my opinion.
Finally, I'm back in class and still there is no sign of the Lecturer available yet.
As boring as it is, the class was full with murmuring like they were still in Highschool and all I could do was keep it quiet.
Mr Joe who was a strict lecturer was now late to class, such incompetent act.
Just as I thought, they all are talking bad about me but it kind of better than before when they would mock and beat me up.
A few minutes later, the door opened as Mr Joe walked in and just like a priority wolf in the hench of sheeps. He started to teach without any changes in his attitude.
I wanted to ask about what exactly the exams will be on but I realized there is nope point in doing so, either to catch the attention or to cause a commotion was not my kind of thing.
Mr Joe who was lecturing could barely pay attention to what my colleagues were doing in the class, as all he cared about was to teach and at most to disgrace me but finally with me not late to his class his attention wasn't on me which I found kind of peaceful.
Class was literally boring and so was Mr Joe, the only last thing I could think about was taking note of what he was teaching and after he was done, he left the class during the break hours. I was seated in my seat reminining about what to do or so I thought.
But suddenly, the class was busy with their own topics and leaving me as the odd person seated.
It wasn't after when the door opened and the figure of Nirra was invisible approaching me. All attention was turned on to me as the watch in curiosity and Nirra as yesterday came to drop the food box on the table.
She watched me ignore her as if her existence was nowhere to be found around me but her gentle posture and calm expression with delight in her eyes made it of yours that she didn't care.
To me it was like pouring water on stone and I felt a sense of an ease watched over me. It wasn't because she was around but practically it was the feeling of being followed, the feeling of being tag and I feeling of pain of my past memories that I could barely remember.
But for today, she didn't say a word as she left so early that made me feel a bit confused but excited.
The class that seems to look for a source to hold high finally used the moment of my awkwardness to create their own story making me the bad guy.
It was a usual so I play death and dumb even when inside my heart I felt the sense to react, which I dare not do or I will bring more trouble to myself.
Class continues after the break and when we closed, I hand over the untouched food box to Nirra as we walked back to our apartment and she wished me a good night as I never replied back.
Through out the week was the same routine and on Sunday I could only think of what to do.
As I was wondering what to do, a thought run across my mind and seeing it to be eligible, I ducked out of my apartment and as usual she also did following me.
Walking distance away from my apartment building and stopping at another story building, I walked in as I was greeted by the guides who told me where to find what I was looking for.
Nirra tag along with her usual delightful expression.
On the middle floor was the martial art reception, where I registered for a month hard martial art training and bought the books to study about it.
It cost me one-fifth of my money and I ended up making a schedule for it, as it would only take effect on Monday, Tuesday, Saturday and Sunday.
It was like I wasn't going to class on those days again and Nirra who overheard it still didn't react as she followed him back to the apartment where they both separated.
Just as I started to brush through the books and on the other side Nirra was seen at the martial arts reception, which she seems to be talking about something important and even happened to send some money to complete the agreement.
In the next week, I was only seen in lectures from Wednesday to Friday and always in the hurry to head back to my apartment but the one person I always see was Nirra who would come to watch me practice my martial art.
The only time I felt peaceful is when I am alone in my room and reading books or playing game.