32 Why is this happening again? (1/2)

”Ahhhh!!!”

Feng Qiao got up, he was sweating profusely and his breathing was uneven.

Feng Qiao got up while panting heavily. His back was soaked in sweat and his heart was beating fast.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

It's alright, it's alright.... It's only a dream... A bad dream...

After calming himself down, Feng Qiao got up and went to the bathroom. He washed his face and looked at his pale reflection in the mirror.

It's been years since I've had that dream...

Why would it suddenly appear right now?

I'm already okay...right...

Feng Qiao shook his head and washed his face again, much harder than the last time. As if it could erase that memory from his mind.

He was shaken when he suddenly dreamt of 'that' again.

It was something that he dreads the most.

Something he wanted to forget above anything else.

He thought he already forgot about it but he was wrong.

Looks like there are some things that you can't forget no matter how much you want it to...

*****

Feng Qiao went to the University as usual.

It was still early and only one or two students could be seen loitering in the school grounds.

Feng Qiao went straight to his class and sat on his seat.

He was the first one to arrive.

Since he has nothing to do, Feng Qiao slips on his earphones and started sketching on his sketchpad.

Soon enough, a group of students walked in.

Feng Qiao removed his earphones and smiled at them as a brief greeting, however, these students just looked him weirdly.

They averted their eyes and went straight to their seats along with their whispered voices.

Feng Qiao furrowed his brows, what happened?

You could say that after his transformation, he was now in a stable relationship between his classmates.

Although they're not that close, they are still close enough to exchange greetings.

This is why Feng Qiao got confused why they didn't return back his greeting like before.

Feng Qiao looked at them and saw them talking to each other with their hushed voice while taking a peek at him from time to time.

Feng Qiao's heart sped up and he couldn't help but clutch the pencil he was holding.

No, no, you're overthinking things again, Feng Qiao.

Feng Qiao talked to himself to calm down his nerves. He thought that this was probably because of the dream he had this morning that's why he was being paranoid again.

However, as time goes by, he noticed that he was not being paranoid.

Something was definitely going on...