"Where do you think you're going after you've sinned?"
I almost choked with my own saliva when Lucas said that. The way he describes it makes it look like I have done something really bad. What the hell?
"Let me go, you weirdo!"
I slapped his hand away from me as I was ready to run again. But I was caught off guard when Simon mentioned my name. Well, at least one of them actually knows me, which is quite surprising since I wonder what I did to make him remember my name? Woah.
"Mia? Did you really hear us?"
Simon looks troubled. He looks scared. I see now. It was weird at first how Thomas said to him that they couldn't hold hands in public, but now I get it. They hadn't come out as a couple yet. That's the only explanation. And of course, I could see in Simon's eyes how he's worried about others finding out about this. He was terrified of the judging eyes. Well, it is quite surprising, but I have no right to say anything about their relationship, so I don't think that my opinion matters.
"You know this nut?"
I think Lucas is the only guy I'm really annoyed with right now. I can guarantee that it's hate at first sight. He is making me boil in anger. And who even is he? Why does he act like he knows Thomas and Simon? He's really pissing me off with his bold remarks. Thomas, Simon, and Lucas stared at me, waiting for a response. I did tell them earlier, but did they not hear me?
"Yes. Sorry."
I replied, as Thomas sighed in annoyance. Okay, now he really is pissing me off too. How could someone as sweet as Simon be with this annoying guy? Ugh.
"What do you want? Is it money? Do you want me to write your reports? What is it?"
Thomas, he said to me as he took out his wallet. I stood there between them. Shock beyond limits. It's really confusing for me. Why does he want me to do that? I don't want anything to do with them, and yet here I am.
"What the hell? What is your problem? I already said sorry. Is it not enough? Why would I take money from you? Why would you write my reports when I, myself, could do it so much better than you? What is wrong with your head?"
Of course, I am annoyed. I really should've run away when I got the chance. For a moment, Thomas looked taken aback when Simon gave me a warm smile, which is weird because for what?
"Can you please keep it a secret? About me and Thomas? We don't really want unnecessary attention directed towards us."
Simon pleaded with his eyes, somewhat apologetic. This is really weird because they didn't do anything for him to ask me all this. Why are they acting so weird?
"I mean, why would I tell others about this? What would I gain from it? But don't worry. I promise I won't tell a soul. So, can I go now?"
I sigh as I look at my watch. I'm ten minutes late. There's no way the professor won't notice if I sneak into the classroom, right? shit. I can't bring myself to get kicked out of the dorm. This is making me go crazy.
Lucas have amused expressions on his smug face as I decided to ignore his presence because his presence doesn't really help with anything. While Thomas looked like he had cooled down for a bit, I'm really glad since a moment ago he looked so furious at me. I don't want to be entangled with them anymore. It's troubling.
"Thanks, See you around!"
Simon said as he waved when I decided to leave them. It was really weird since they were not walking in the same direction as me, so I wondered where they were going since we are SO LATE to class right now, but I couldn't care less about others. And to make it worse, I even lost a merit for being late.
I should never think about talking to them again in the future. Ugh.
The day went by so fast again as I'm already in my last class for today. I have two assignments that I should submit by Friday, so I could take it easy for tonight. I really wish it was that easy, but I have a part-time job to attend to at 8pm. As I was walking down the hallway, I noticed how all the flyers these days are talking about mental health. Why is that?
"Sharing your problems will help you feel at ease."
One of the flyers said. I wonder about that... If it's really that easy, how come these flyers exist if all you need is just to talk and share with someone, anyone for your problems to feel like they're being lessened? I seriously can't understand this.
"Just what kind of problems do people have nowadays to make them lose their minds?"
I was talking to myself, and I didn't notice that someone was next to me, listening to what I was talking about. It's really sending shivers down my spine when I didn't even realise how the person has been there since the beginning.
"Your life must be nice if you think like that."
Lucas, the guy from earlier said to me as he turned his gaze to me from the flyer. He was sucking on a lollipop as he continued to study my expression. And of course, I was staring at him with confusion. Maybe a little bit of annoyance. Yes. I did wonder what he meant by my life must be nice, but I don't really enjoy my life and I don't really want to kill myself either. So I can't really say anything about that.