"Stop it, Daniel. I'm not happy with what you're saying." "You can't like me!" He didn't smile, couldn't even see the usual smirk he's been sporting ever since I met him. Instead, the intensity in his jet-black eyes became even more dangerous as he stared at me.

"Not liking you isn't possible, Cheska." he uttered through a breathless whisper. "Trust me, I tried."

I angrily scratched my hair before kicking the driver's seat from behind after remembering my recollection of what Daniel said two days ago. The class resumes today but unlike before, I can't feel the excitement to attend any of my subjects for a very obvious reason. I...