Chapter 160 Realisations and Decisions (1/2)

Beatrice looked up to see the highly panicked Sam running after Xing Han.

She had never seen him like that before and it affected her in a way she didn't know could possibly happen. All this time, Sam had always been the calm and logical type, no matter what the situation. Just what had happened to have made him so agitated like that?

Her mind thought back on what Xing Han had said before he left. First-year classrooms? Someone, he was going to ask out?

Beatrice's eye twitched.

Why would Xing Han asking someone out affect Sam so much? Unless the person was someone Sam liked?

Someone Sam liked?

When that thought came into her mind, Beatrice suddenly felt a bit unsettled.

Her fingers stopped in mid-typing, hovering over her keyboard. Her eyes glazed over a bit as she started thinking about it. There were a lot of girls in this year's intake so it wasn't a far stretch to say that someone must have caught Sam's eye.

It was like this every year. Seniors checking out the freshies for potential girlfriends, or just to fool around. Beatrice didn't think Sam was the type to actively check out the girls just to see who were potential 'hits' but it didn't mean that he wouldn't be interested at all if someone caught his interest, right?

Beatrice's fingers started tapping over the keyboard without really typing. It was more of her drumming her fingers on the keyboard as she thought over the matter. Sam liking someone wasn't unusual but what made her feel strange was why she was feeling weird about it.

Her mind wandered to the day when Sarah confessed about her feelings for Kyle. The way she described what she felt and how it grew. From mere admiration to something more. The feelings she felt when it blossomed into love.

The drummings of her fingers stilled.

It was as if a light bulb got switched on. When the realisation hit her, Beatrice gulped and she shook her head vehemently.

No. It couldn't be.

She couldn't be ...

The question Sarah had asked her then, about how she would feel if Sam confessed to her. She had felt shocked but it did plant a seed in her mind. She didn't, not for a minute, entertain him having any feelings for her but now - now, the thought was not what he felt for her, but what she felt for him.

How would she feel if Sam confessed to someone else?

If that had been the question Sarah asked, perhaps Beatrice's answer would have made her realise her feelings even sooner.

She did not like it. She did not like it one little bit.

Beatrice gripped her hands into fists.

This cannot be happening.

She now truly understood what Sarah had meant about wishing she could have remained oblivious. It would have been so much easier.

Suddenly, the reason behind her palpitations of the heart and nervousness whenever he was near was obvious. The fact that she would always smile when she thought of Sam. That every action of his in baring his heart - like telling her how much the Elite Five meant to him - had made her feel special in some way.

Beatrice groaned.

The day she realised how she felt, was also the day Sam started showing interest in another person. How cruel was Life? Nothing could be worse than this.

Nothing.

Little did Beatrice know how wrong she actually was in that regard.

✿✿ Sam ✿✿

Sam found himself uncharacteristically running at the corridor. Well, not running but walking extremely fast while his eyes were darting to the left and right.

He was cursing under his breath. He could not see Xing Han anywhere. Just how could that guy run so fast and disappear?!

Just as he rounded a corner, however, he saw Xing Han leaning against the wall and looking at him as he came into view.

”It's class time, you know,” Xing Han said with a smile, ”I couldn't barge in and demand to see someone now, can I? Yet, you were so flustered that you didn't even remember that basic thing?”

Sam stopped, his chest heaving as he had been walking so fast earlier. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, feeling like a fool. Xing Han was right. He had been deliberately provoked and he fell for it. Hook, line, and sinker.

His eyes opened when he heard footsteps approaching.

Xing Han walked over slowly, to the young man who was breathing slightly heavier and looking at him in a daze, and poked him in the chest.

”Are you now willing to admit something so obvious to the rest of us?” Xing Han asked.

Sam was quiet and looked away.