Chapter 5

She rested her head on my chest. I could feel her warm breath on my chest. She was sitting on my lap. It brought tears to my eyes to see her in that state. She sounded sleepy, but now and then, she was coughing. Her head moved a little bit; her head fell back a little bit the way that her lips were angled toward my neck. Now I could feel her breath on my neck. My left hand was like a support for her back, and with another hand, I was stroking her hair slowly with such care that it didn’t wake her up. She liked it. She always did. She told me that it helped her with her headache. Now her lips were touching my collarbone. I could hear her heavy breathing on my neck. With each breath, there was a whistling sound coming out of her. I was sitting on the bed and sitting back to the wall, having her on my lap. She cuddled herself in me. She was like a bird that was shaking from the cold. Her skin turned to a ghostlike white. I was sitting on the bed and not even able to see her. My tears blocked my view. I have to be strong. I have to be strong for her. I can’t let her see my tears. She had enough of that, I thought. I stroked her hair to distract myself so I could stop crying. I tucked myself a little so that I could pamper her more. Then with a lot of care, without waking her up, I put my right hand under her knees. That way, I could lay down her feet on the bed, and while she had her head on my shoulder, I lay down with her carefully by having my arm as a pillow for her. She didn’t wake up. Now her forehead was toward my neck, and she was breathing to my chest. I knew the time was coming. I wanted to cry, but the cry was locked in my throat. I wanted to scream, but I didn’t have the breath for it. I was hopelessly lying down and watching her. I could hear the heavy breath she was taking. I kissed her forehead and felt how hot her head was.

Chapter 6

I didn’t know what to do. The most beautiful girl was sitting right across the table. Even during thinking, she didn’t lose her cuteness. She was shadowing herself on the notebook in a way that it was like she was hugging the notebook. That black hair was like a beautiful waterfall that had been frozen in action, and it was there to be watched forever. Her white skin was such a contrast that it made me think that nature must have gone through lots of trouble just to paint her. As Marshal pointed out, we must thank her ancestor for choosing the right people at the right time to pass on these beautiful genes, and now a horny teenager had only been thinking how to kiss her. I didn’t know mathematics could be cute by having her in it. Her lips were moving and were whispering something that only she could hear. It seemed to me that she was battling logic with herself. I couldn’t focus on anything by having her by my side. I was a teenager, a virgin, and horny. They were not a good combination. It was like dropping Potassium in water—explosive. I was explosive and ready to explode.

What was wrong with me? Why was I so restless? There were also Bernadina and Aiko, but I didn’t care about them anymore. I was fixated on only one person and only one person, and she was sitting right across from me. At that moment, I understood the meaning of basic instinct. I just wanted to rip off her dress and make her naked so that we could have sex right there. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do if the opportunity presented itself. What was the procedure? What do I have to do first? Unfortunately, I Had never been introduced to the world of porn, so consequently, I was clueless about sex. I was too proud to ask Marshal about it, but who cares? I wasn’t going to be the lucky guy. I was just the guy who gave tutors to others.

I could see the frustration in her eyes. She tried her best to learn mathematics, but she wasn’t born to do it, so I tried to make it enjoyable for her. The method I used was simple—reward and punishment. If she got the right answers from those practices I chose for her, those answers would coordinate her to a location where I hid something for her. In the beginning, it was a difficult task. I had to teach her coordination then figure out on what difficulty level she could solve the problems. Knowing what level she was, was the most challenging one for me since the easiest problems for me were difficult for her. In the beginning, I thought it would be an impossible mission, but look at her now; she was all in. Now she had the attitude of a real mathematician, and the only difference was, she received two rewards instead of one: solving the problems, which gave her tremendous joy, and finding the treasure. She had improved a lot just in a few months. After that, Bernadina and Aiko asked me to teach them math as well. I agreed on one condition—Calysta had to teach them both, and I only observed her teaching. Her look was priceless when I suggested that. She was so happy that she gave me a hug and a kiss on both cheeks. Ohh, what a wonderful feeling it was, her lips on my face. That was the first time she kissed me. After that, the number of her kissing increased to the level that she kissed me whenever she saw me. Who could have imagined that? When I looked up to see what she was doing, I saw her busy solving the problems. She was enjoying doing it, and that was all I wanted to see. She was more comfortable around me since the time we met. Maybe too comfortable that it made me wonder if she were sending a signal for me to do something, but I never wanted to lose her, so I acted cool around her. Donkey Greedy, the Donkey gets punched. I didn’t want that for sure. Even though she broke up with her boyfriend two months ago, I couldn’t bring myself to ask her out. What if she said no? How could I forgive myself for what I did? Also, it wasn’t too long ago she gave me the news. She was recovering from that breakup.

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Her boyfriend wasn’t so happy about it. If it weren’t for the bullies I was tutoring, he would’ve done too many stupid things. Only once, he and his buddies found me alone in a place. He confronted me. I tried reasoning with him, but he didn’t want to hear anything. He was one of those idiots, so I put my years of training in Wing Chun in action. My mentor once told us that learning the techniques was easy, but when and how you use them were the challenge of masters, so you have to have a balance between being smart and being powerful. I avoided physical fighting for many years and never used it in street fights, but I learned how powerful I was on that day. I calculated everything they wanted to do fast, and I knew where I should punch them, which would stop them but didn’t leave too much damage. The result was almost what I expected. The four of them were lying on the ground and having lots of pain. I didn’t get even one scratch. It was like one of those crappy Hollywood movies but in real life. I felt sorry for the guy. I gave him some advice and told him that her girlfriend hadn’t left him for me because I wasn’t her boyfriend yet. I don’t know whether he listened or not because he stopped harassing me and left me in peace after that.

I was happy being with her, so instead of going home and reading advanced mathematics, I brought the books there and read them with her. Marshal did the same. We all enjoyed studying. Calysta’s mother liked me too. At least, that was what I thought. Whenever she saw me, she welcomed me into her home with open arms. She was beautiful as well. Calysta got her beautiful eyes from her, and as her mother explained, Calysta inherited more beauty from her grandmother. In the beginning, her dad wasn’t so happy having me around, but when her marks in mathematics, physics, chemistry, and many other subjects improved, he started liking me. He enjoyed my company even more when I beat him in chess whenever he challenged me. It hurt me more when he asked me to take care of her daughter like a brother. Calysta was an only child and didn’t have any siblings. I didn’t want to be her brother. Even if I wanted it, it would be a difficult task. When I looked at her, anything would come to my mind but being a brother. My thoughts were too dirty to be her brother. On the one hand, I didn’t want to disappoint the MAN. Such a drama I was in. On the other hand, every cell was aching to have sex with her. I didn’t want to disappoint those people who were nice to me. I asked Marshal once what to do, and in response, he told me he had the same trouble with Aiko. We were doomed. Those fucking sperms weren’t going to go to the place that I wanted them to go.

If I looked into it as a scientist, it would be logical. In the future, our kids are going to be smart and beautiful. What was wrong with having that in mind? Nothing. But in reality, having those nice people around and the chance that Calysta wasn’t in the same wave as I was made me realize that I was screwed.

I looked at her again and watched her doing the math. At that moment, she looked up. Our eyes locked, and before I knew it, I was under her spell. Her sapphire-blue eyes made my heart pound really fast. My reaction was more like a thief who had been captured in action. I was ashamed and afraid, but then I saw her biting her lips from laughing, making it more like a smile. She shied away from my look. I looked down. I knew at that moment that I WAS IN BIG TROUBLE.