Chapter 30 - 30: Breaktime (1/2)

(Michelle POV)

After the bell rang, our English professor dismissed us, and everyone started getting ready to leave.

My heart was beating a mile a second, but I need to somehow talk to Anthony. At least thank him for what he did earlier.

'Michelle, come on! You can do this! You need to show him that you're not some ingrateful girl.' I told myself.

”Ah… Anthony, thank you very much for earlier.” I began.

Anthony faced me after placing all his materials inside his bag, he shook his head as he smiled, ”No problem. Anyway, do you have a class after this one?” he asked.

'Was he really asking me that question? Why? Would he ask me to join him for his break? Spend time together? Was this it? The beginning of my blooming campus romance?'

”For today, this class is my last one… How about you?” I replied slowly, careful not to stutter.

”I have another one in about…” then he looked at his watch before looking back at me again, ”…8 minutes. So, I guess I need to go ahead. See you on Wednesday.” He said still smiling as he stood up from his seat.

His smile just took my breath away. ”Yes, s-see you. Goodbye.” I replied, then he walked away.

When he finally left, I cupped my heated cheeks with my hands. Okay, so maybe he asked just for the sake of asking and not because he wanted to spend time together. But still! He actually asked about my schedule. Oh, my girly heart, please get a hold of yourself!

Anyhow, after calming down, since I did not have any class left for the day, I called my driver to pick me near my school building so that I won't have to walk to the parking area.

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The day was Tuesday, and our economics professor was discussing the concept of diminishing marginal utility. Like from the previous timeline, he asked for a volunteer to test the theory and one of our classmates, Jomar, volunteered himself.

Our professor brought out a bunch of chocolate flavored cakes and gave one for Jomar to eat. Then he asked, ”How happy are you after eating that? Let's say from a scale of 1-10”

Jomar smiled and said, ”7/10, sir. The cake was too small, and it did not satiate my appetite.”

My classmates all laughed, and I smiled. Our professor wrote on the whiteboard to record his response.

”Alright, if that were the case, then let me give you another one.”

Jomar received it and ate it again. This time he rated it a 9/10 as he said that he was still not full.

Our professor wrote his response again, and then gave him a third one.

Jomar ate it and this time, he gave a 10/10.

My classmates thought that it was over, and I can see Vitto's gluttonous face wanting to volunteer to have a piece of the chocolate cakes. I almost wanted to laugh. I knew what was going to happen next, but I did enjoy listening to the lecture and learning everything again when it comes to this subject.

Our prof gave Jomar another piece to eat and he still rated it a 10/10.