Professor F novel Chapter 76

After that encounter, August has not seen Flynn around the university, even at the cafe or at the apartment while Pierre became their regular at the coffee shop and driving her home. But she noticed Flynn's light on his terrace lights up every evening after she gets home from work.

She could tell that the people at the cafe also wondered but didn't dare asking her about why Flynn no longer drops by since Pierre was always there.

They, however, started teasing them. "Hey, Pierre! Are you hitting on August or what?" Trevor asked.

Pierre didn't answer instead he would evade it by joking around. "Ask me that question again and I'll send a complaint about your service here!"

"What? You can't do that!"

No one even dared to volunteer walking her home since Pierre was always so intimidating. But he maintained his space around her, he never tried kissing her again. He seem to have decided on maintaining the friendship they have. Although sometimes he'd say things that you'd usually tell your special someone.

I miss you.

Take care.

I like your~

Each day she'd try to think about how good Pierre is to her but she ends up thinking about Flynn and their memories together. It's clear how much she still loves him. She would also try to tell Pierre about what she feels for him but he's always avoid the topic.

She sighed as she pulls the fabric of her shirt out of her pants and unbuttoned the top two buttons, enough to expose her chest and feel comfortable.

It's an exhausting day in school and at the cafe since it's the last week of the semester. Students were busy finishing up papers for them to enjoy their break.

Good thing she's finished hers before it's due and she's able to study for her tests, too. Although she must admit her performance wasn't as good as before because of what happened. Her scholarship is still doing good. She's been too busy she just realized time flies so fast, she didn't even realize it's been months since he saw Flynn.

She lays down on the couch in the dark, still wearing her cafe uniform and socks when she saw Flynn's terrace lights brighten up.

So he just got home, too? Did he go for a run? Dinner?

It's always like this. He always comes home but she never bumped into him. It's either he's avoiding her or he's really got a busy schedule.

It's crazy. She survived her first year despite all that's happened. And once again, a memory visits her. It's sad—how things ended.

What happened? We didn't even talk about it. I was scared. I think he is, too. It's for the best. We can't be in a relationship in the first place.

She rests her right arm over her eyes as she cried. I miss him.

With her thoughts and tears, she felt her eyelids going heavy and sleep finally consumed her.

••••••

"Flynn..." August uttered his name and slowly opened her eyes.

"August? Are you okay?" That familiar warm voice sounded like August's alarm to finally wake up.

In the dark, she could see Flynn's worried face hovering over her as he kneels on the floor next to her couch. She sits abruptly, covering her mouth.

"W—What?! What are you doing here?"

Did he hear me call for his name while sleeping?

She struggled to reach the lamp beside her couch and turn it on but Flynn did it first before he calmly bends his right knee back on the floor.

He looked away, blushing as he fixes his glasses. "I was worried."

She gasped but didn't look at him. She kept quiet and realized she gave him the spare key that he never returned to her.

Is he here to return it?