Chelsea's POV

I actually forgot yesterday and didn't look at my lecture schedule. If I was late on the first day it would be very embarrassing. Exactly at 6 am I arrived at campus and looked at the schedule in front of my department office. Luckily, yesterday I took part in a student orientation activity so I knew where my department office was.

I saw it was still very quiet there. I took a picture of my schedule starting today and it turns out that my class schedule for today starts at 10. So there are still 4 hours left for me to wait for my class time. This would be very boring.

I also chose to go to the canteen to fill my empty stomach. But by the way, is that stalker not following me anymore? It's good that I don't have to be bothered by him.

Buying a sandwich and milk is enough for me for breakfast. Because it was still very long, I headed to the library. I chose several books to read there instead of daydreaming.

Yesterday I sat here and Zayyan was also here. Ah, why am I thinking about him anyway? This is very annoying.

I even forgot to thank him because he helped me yesterday and gave me clothes.

When I was about to turn around and get another book, suddenly I was shocked because I bumped into someone. "Excuse me."

I saw that it was Zayyan's fault. He just appeared.

“Are you looking for me?” Ask him.

“Why should I look for you, huh? Strange guy."

I continued my steps. He then followed me again. “I thought you were thinking about me, Chelsea. Why don't I follow you? I'm sure of that."

“No need to talk too much! It's in the library. And your assumption is wrong!"

I continued back to the bench to read a book. Now he sits next to me.

"Chelsea, come with me!" Invite Zayyan.

"Do not want." I refused his invitation. Why did I agree to his invitation?

"Come on, just for a moment!" Zayyan was a bit pushy.

I was forced to follow where he went. Apparently, Zayyan took me to the pool behind campus. "Why did you invite me here?" I asked.

“Well, actually I want to chat a lot with you. It's still early, Chelsea. When I was at the bar yesterday, I accidentally overheard a lot of your ramblings. Regarding your being forced to have sex with your adoptive father. "So instead of you babbling more and more, I invited you to my apartment," explained Zayyan.

Crazy, how could I babble like that? This is so embarrassing. "What else do you know?"

"Hm, I also heard that you were adopted by them not long ago," Zayyan answered.

I took a breath. “Then what do you mean by asking me that? Do you want me to satisfy you too? Sorry, I can't."

"No, I actually want to help you. Honestly, the first time I saw you, I already liked you. "So I'm not the same apart from having the same intentions as your father," answered Zayyan.

I was amazed. Apparently, my drunken activities would be very dangerous for me. Because I revealed my own secret. "What is your plan? I don't think you are anyone who should help me. So it's better for you not to interfere in my problems."

“I will help you if you allow. I'm a man too, but I will take care of my woman."

Zayyan's gaze looked serious. But I averted my gaze.

“Just let me be a prostitute for my father. Besides, he also gave me enough life and facilities," I replied.

Zayyan approached me. He grabbed both of my shoulders. “Chelsea, that's not how it should be! You can have a better life without you having to do that!”

“For what, Zayyan? You may know that I came from an orphanage and I never even felt like I had parents. The mother who adopted me is also a good woman. So to repay the favor, let me repay them even though I have to make sacrifices in my own way. I hope you don't interfere in my problems!”

I also gave him a warning. I feel uncomfortable when Zayyan knows too much and interferes a lot with my personal problems. I also felt like I couldn't just keep quiet about what Zayyan already knew. He could have used me too.

“Sorry, Chelsea. I just want to reassure you that I want us to be closer so that I can protect you even from your own father. I can't bear to see you," continued Zayyan.

I chose to leave there. I feel embarrassed with him because he knows who I really am. I was an adopted child from an orphanage and also a prostitute for my adopted father. This is so embarrassing. In fact, this is my first day of attending college.

If only I could choose, of course, I would want to live a normal life with my biological parents. I can have a house that may not be very big but I can live happily with them. But whatever it is, it's clear that it's just my imagination. This world is too cruel for me, who grew up in an orphanage.

I once asked my orphanage mother who my real parents were but she didn't know. She found me at the door of the orphanage in a box when I was still a baby, even my epidermis was stuck to me.

I felt very embarrassed in front of Zayyan. How can he like me even though he already knows who I really am? I waited in front of my classroom. Even though it's still an hour it's better for me to be there than to go home.

My lectures start at 10 and I'm in the same class as Zayyan. I chose to sit in the front alone while Zayyan sat in the back. There are several subjects that I studied today until 4 pm. It was quite tiring on my first day of college. But if I go home and my father comes home he might ask me to have sex, it will definitely be very tiring. Oh yes, I just remembered that he followed my mother out of town.

Zayyan still followed me even though he didn't ask me anything. In fact, he didn't even come with me when I came home. Does he seriously like me?