90 After That Day - Chriss Version 2 (2/2)

He faced the red-faced girl. There was a trace of guilt and shyness on his expression. However, conviction reigned over it. When he finished gathering enough courage, he said,

”I thank you for your feelings. I'm flattered that someone actually liked a boring guy like me,” he started. ”It's just that I cannot accept your feelings. It won't be fair to you. I'm sorry.”

He didn't know how to properly reject a confession so he only said what his heart dictated. Naturally, his answer made the atmosphere between them awkward. He didn't even know how the next second and minutes passed. All he knew, his female classmate ran away, crying. And the whole time, he just stood there like a real stupid bloke.

A minute later, through the help of the nagging system, he regained clarity of the current situation. He then cursed himself.

”Damn, how the hell am I going to face this classmate tomorrow?”

”Conflicted because you rejected someone?”

Just when he was about to debate with the IQ-less system, a feminine voice echoed near his ears. It was followed by a hearty laugh that familiarly sounded like a certain bothersome girl.

”You should worry that she'd paint you as a heartless heartbreaker to our schoolmates! What if she tells this story to our infamous publication? You'll then be known as the heartless first male god runner up! Haha!”

If his guess was correct, then it should be her. He didn't even notice her coming. ”Why do I keep running into you, woman?” he gloomily asked after seeing it was really Miss Number One.

”Correction, we did not run into each other. I intentionally looked for you! Hah, don't tell me you forgot what I said this lunch!”

The tall acacia tree's trunk had a cement construct around it where people could sit. Wendy naturally sat there, her huge sling bag placed on the spot next to her. She then looked up to the gloomy-faced student who was staring at her as if she just said something unbelievable again.

”What? Entranced by me?” she asked. ”Let's have a proper talk. Just sit there.”

Chris didn't move even after the girl pointed her right forefinger to the spot next to her bag.

”If it's about the sorry,” he breathed deeply, telling himself this has to be done to bring his peace back . ”Apology accepted. And I'm sorry too. Just assume I've lost my cool back then.”

”That's it?” Wendy asked as though she couldn't believe things ended just like that.

”What more do you expect? It's not like the sin itself is big. It's just me being unreasonable.”

'And actually, you've never been at fault. You're under control when you said that,' he thought while shaking his head.

Deeming that they had already reached a conclusion, he nodded at her and turned around. However, he had just taken his fourth step when the girl's voice resounded again. ”Wait! I said wait! Stop!”

Chris knitted his brows at the pretty girl that blocked him with her arms spread wide as if she would really not let him pass by her.

”...What?”

He saw Wendy creasing her forehead for a second, looking troubled by something. She then met his gaze and replied, ”I know this might sound unbelievable to you. But ever since I saw you this noon, I felt like what I needed to do is to not really apologize... But return a favor. It's weird. I know. But my conscience kept bugging me that it's a huge favor...”

”Hey, I just want to ask you something. Did we meet yesterday after school but I just somehow forgot? Maybe at a restaurant, or in the middle of the streets... Like I was crossing it but a truck suddenly appeared out of nowhere and you happened to be there to save me, something like that?”

The passing wind playfully carried away a few strands of her wavy back length hair. But because it helped to distract her, she didn't see the flash of surprise that appeared on his poker face. Within the two or three seconds that she was brushing the strands aside, she also didn't see the complicated glint that flickered in his eyes.

She only heard him grumbled, ”I didn't know a genius' imagination is also so amazingly difficult to follow.”

Feeling insulted, she said, ”I'm just asking. What's so hard to answer in there? Really a bloke. Whatever. I don't like the feeling so I'll just do it my way. Anyway if you're more comfortable seeing it as an apology, then do so.”

”What?” he muttered, confused.

”Heh, boy. Since I keep feeling it's really a huge favor, I'll just also do something big this time. I know you're still moving on from Felicity. That's why you get angry at me yesterday. So how about I just help you move on? What do you think?” she asked with a wide but pretty smile on her beautiful face.

Sadly for the system, when Chris recovered from the shock, he coldly replied,

”I'm thinking we already need your best friend to send you somewhere. A mental hospital.”

Wendy simply blinked at him and narcissistically said,

”Oh? Wait, why am I having this hunch that you're thinking I'll make you fall for me. Oh, please. I don't want any addition to my list of stalkers.”

”What I propose is to help you not have enough time to be sad!”

”I'll probably drag you into my parttime! I assure you, with cases in your left and right hands, you won't surely even have time to think what kind of rat your cat eat that day!”

Chris only looked at her as if he was watching a madwoman danced in the streets. Moments later, without commenting anything to what she was currently explaining, he spun around and ran to the opposite direction.

In his mind, it was already confirmed.

He must transfer after the final examination because if he didn't, this crazy girl who was the complete opposite of the person he'd been with last night would surely either pester him or anger him to death!