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I elegantly picked up a teacup inside the villa while my mom was in front of us. I sighed as today was the last day of my summer vacation. I didn't end up going anywhere since I was too busy complying to Luke's schedule, trying to look more reliable by obediently listening to him. It was very hard, trying to control my patience as he tried to see how much he could put in those schedules before I would start to complain.
Unexpectedly, I didn't complain, not even once. Making each day crueler than the last. The time I spent with my parents was the only free time I had before hell started. The schedule he had planned out for today was worse than school. I never wanted my parents to leave. I unconsciously tugged on my mom's sleeve, hoping she would stay for the entire day.
"Can you stay for the night? Or I can come back to the house for just one night," I blurted my thoughts out by accident.
Luke quickly turned his head towards me, wondering if this was my breaking point. I continued to drink my tea, pretending nothing had happened, hoping he would let this go. Meanwhile, I started to cry inside my heart that almost all my efforts until now might become useless from that one statement.
"Nevermind," I tried to take back what I said.
Hiding my emotions as much as I could, I decided to stay silent before I made even more blunders. My mom noticed how strange I was acting for the last few days. I always looked exhausted instead of jumping with energy like when I was sick. She didn't know how I spent the day before she came. I even forced myself to eat all the food I didn't want to eat, secretly vomiting them out when nobody was looking.
"Can I stay for the night?" My mom appeared as if she was angel.
"We have some spare rooms I can lead you to," Luke seemed to be crossing out some of the plans he made for today.
I shot my mom a grateful look with my eyes almost glimmering with tears. I didn't know if I would survive through that schedule today anyways. I couldn't help but hug my saviour, tears falling out uncontrollably. Luke sighed as if he had predicted something like this would happen. I knew I couldn't take back these actions. Maybe I would do better in school to make up for them.
Unfortunately, this wasn't the case as I knocked on Luke's door in the middle of the night. I opened the door to find him already sitting in his bed, wearing pyjamas. I brought my pillow with me as I sat next to him. I had a reason for abandoning my room. Whenever I slept during the night, there was always something poking my body. When I opened my eyes, searching the room to find the cause, I couldn't find anything.
After days of not getting enough sleep from those annoying pokes and no progress in trying to find the culprit, I gave up. Maybe we could switch rooms tonight so I would get a better night of sleep. I placed my pillow on his bed, "can we switch rooms for tonight?"
"Is there something wrong with your room?" He closed his book.
"Something keeps on poking me while I sleep," I revealed some faint pink spots on my arms when I pulled my sleeves.
This culprit liked to target the upper part of my arms. At this rate, bruises could form from all the poking. I didn't bother to even report this to the teachers as they weren't there when the fire or the barrier was collapsing. I lost all my trust I had in them. Luke agreed to switch rooms for tonight as I hoped I would get a good night's sleep. However, ten minutes in from sleeping on his bed, the poking resumed again.
I knocked on my door, waking Luke from the noise. I sighed as I walked towards my bed, "can we sleep together for tonight?"
The bed was large enough that there would be enough space for both of us. I slipped into the blankets as Luke decided to give up on sleep for tonight. I frowned as the pokes kept on continuing as Luke watched over me. I opened my eyes with my arms numb as I wondered if Luke had noticed anything.
"Your arm is slightly moving like there is something poking you," he agreed.
"Do you know what's causing it?" I hoped he found some clues.
Luke shook his head as he began to search the room like I had. I helped him search our entire dorm room as we couldn't get any sleep for this night. I had a harder time focusing in class from my lack of sleep. We even switched dorms with Alex and Shelly again, hoping things would change. However, the same things continued to happen in whatever room we stayed in. The only change was after switching dorms, Luke started to get the same pokes as I did.
Both of our arms were sore as Claire and Yulian entered our room. They were graduating from this school next month to enter the most prestigious university in the first district. Both of them noticed how tired both of us were. We ended up reporting this incident to the teachers, but there was nothing they could do to help.
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I elegantly picked up a teacup inside the villa while my mom was in front of us. I sighed as today was the last day of my summer vacation. I didn't end up going anywhere since I was too busy complying to Luke's schedule, trying to look more reliable by obediently listening to him. It was very hard, trying to control my patience as he tried to see how much he could put in those schedules before I would start to complain.
Unexpectedly, I didn't complain, not even once. Making each day crueler than the last. The time I spent with my parents was the only free time I had before hell started. The schedule he had planned out for today was worse than school. I never wanted my parents to leave. I unconsciously tugged on my mom's sleeve, hoping she would stay for the entire day.
"Can you stay for the night? Or I can come back to the house for just one night," I blurted my thoughts out by accident.
Luke quickly turned his head towards me, wondering if this was my breaking point. I continued to drink my tea, pretending nothing had happened, hoping he would let this go. Meanwhile, I started to cry inside my heart that almost all my efforts until now might become useless from that one statement.
"Nevermind," I tried to take back what I said.
Hiding my emotions as much as I could, I decided to stay silent before I made even more blunders. My mom noticed how strange I was acting for the last few days. I always looked exhausted instead of jumping with energy like when I was sick. She didn't know how I spent the day before she came. I even forced myself to eat all the food I didn't want to eat, secretly vomiting them out when nobody was looking.
"Can I stay for the night?" My mom appeared as if she was angel.
"We have some spare rooms I can lead you to," Luke seemed to be crossing out some of the plans he made for today.
I shot my mom a grateful look with my eyes almost glimmering with tears. I didn't know if I would survive through that schedule today anyways. I couldn't help but hug my saviour, tears falling out uncontrollably. Luke sighed as if he had predicted something like this would happen. I knew I couldn't take back these actions. Maybe I would do better in school to make up for them.
Unfortunately, this wasn't the case as I knocked on Luke's door in the middle of the night. I opened the door to find him already sitting in his bed, wearing pyjamas. I brought my pillow with me as I sat next to him. I had a reason for abandoning my room. Whenever I slept during the night, there was always something poking my body. When I opened my eyes, searching the room to find the cause, I couldn't find anything.
After days of not getting enough sleep from those annoying pokes and no progress in trying to find the culprit, I gave up. Maybe we could switch rooms tonight so I would get a better night of sleep. I placed my pillow on his bed, "can we switch rooms for tonight?"
"Is there something wrong with your room?" He closed his book.
"Something keeps on poking me while I sleep," I revealed some faint pink spots on my arms when I pulled my sleeves.
This culprit liked to target the upper part of my arms. At this rate, bruises could form from all the poking. I didn't bother to even report this to the teachers as they weren't there when the fire or the barrier was collapsing. I lost all my trust I had in them. Luke agreed to switch rooms for tonight as I hoped I would get a good night's sleep. However, ten minutes in from sleeping on his bed, the poking resumed again.
I knocked on my door, waking Luke from the noise. I sighed as I walked towards my bed, "can we sleep together for tonight?"
The bed was large enough that there would be enough space for both of us. I slipped into the blankets as Luke decided to give up on sleep for tonight. I frowned as the pokes kept on continuing as Luke watched over me. I opened my eyes with my arms numb as I wondered if Luke had noticed anything.
"Your arm is slightly moving like there is something poking you," he agreed.
"Do you know what's causing it?" I hoped he found some clues.
Luke shook his head as he began to search the room like I had. I helped him search our entire dorm room as we couldn't get any sleep for this night. I had a harder time focusing in class from my lack of sleep. We even switched dorms with Alex and Shelly again, hoping things would change. However, the same things continued to happen in whatever room we stayed in. The only change was after switching dorms, Luke started to get the same pokes as I did.
Both of our arms were sore as Claire and Yulian entered our room. They were graduating from this school next month to enter the most prestigious university in the first district. Both of them noticed how tired both of us were. We ended up reporting this incident to the teachers, but there was nothing they could do to help.
I elegantly picked up a teacup inside the villa while my mom was in front of us. I sighed as today was the last day of my summer vacation. I didn't end up going anywhere since I was too busy complying to Luke's schedule, trying to look more reliable by obediently listening to him. It was very hard, trying to control my patience as he tried to see how much he could put in those schedules before I would start to complain. Unexpectedly, I didn't complain, not even once. Making each day crueler than the last. The time I spent with my parents was the only free time I had before hell started. The schedule he had planned out for today was worse than school. I never wanted my parents to leave. I unconsciously tugged on my mom's sleeve, hoping she would stay for the entire day. "Can you stay for the night? Or I can come back to the house for just one night," I blurted my thoughts out by accident. Luke quickly turned his head towards me, wondering if this was my breaking point. I continued to drink my tea, pretending nothing had happened, hoping he would let this go. Meanwhile, I started to cry inside my heart that almost all my efforts until now might become useless from that one statement. "Nevermind," I tried to take back what I said. Hiding my emotions as much as I could, I decided to stay silent before I made even more blunders. My mom noticed how strange I was acting for the last few days. I always looked exhausted instead of jumping with energy like when I was sick. She didn't know how I spent the day before she came. I even forced myself to eat all the food I didn't want to eat, secretly vomiting them out when nobody was looking. "Can I stay for the night?" My mom appeared as if she was angel. "We have some spare rooms I can lead you to," Luke seemed to be crossing out some of the plans he made for today. I shot my mom a grateful look with my eyes almost glimmering with tears. I didn't know if I would survive through that schedule today anyways. I couldn't help but hug my saviour, tears falling out uncontrollably. Luke sighed as if he had predicted something like this would happen. I knew I couldn't take back these actions. Maybe I would do better in school to make up for them. Unfortunately, this wasn't the case as I knocked on Luke's door in the middle of the night. I opened the door to find him already sitting in his bed, wearing pyjamas. I brought my pillow with me as I sat next to him. I had a reason for abandoning my room. Whenever I slept during the night, there was always something poking my body. When I opened my eyes, searching the room to find the cause, I couldn't find anything. After days of not getting enough sleep from those annoying pokes and no progress in trying to find the culprit, I gave up. Maybe we could switch rooms tonight so I would get a better night of sleep. I placed my pillow on his bed, "can we switch rooms for tonight?" "Is there something wrong with your room?" He closed his book. "Something keeps on poking me while I sleep," I revealed some faint pink spots on my arms when I pulled my sleeves. This culprit liked to target the upper part of my arms. At this rate, bruises could form from all the poking. I didn't bother to even report this to the teachers as they weren't there when the fire or the barrier was collapsing. I lost all my trust I had in them. Luke agreed to switch rooms for tonight as I hoped I would get a good night's sleep. However, ten minutes in from sleeping on his bed, the poking resumed again. I knocked on my door, waking Luke from the noise. I sighed as I walked towards my bed, "can we sleep together for tonight?" The bed was large enough that there would be enough space for both of us. I slipped into the blankets as Luke decided to give up on sleep for tonight. I frowned as the pokes kept on continuing as Luke watched over me. I opened my eyes with my arms numb as I wondered if Luke had noticed anything. "Your arm is slightly moving like there is something poking you," he agreed. "Do you know what's causing it?" I hoped he found some clues. Luke shook his head as he began to search the room like I had. I helped him search our entire dorm room as we couldn't get any sleep for this night. I had a harder time focusing in class from my lack of sleep. We even switched dorms with Alex and Shelly again, hoping things would change. However, the same things continued to happen in whatever room we stayed in. The only change was after switching dorms, Luke started to get the same pokes as I did. Both of our arms were sore as Claire and Yulian entered our room. They were graduating from this school next month to enter the most prestigious university in the first district. Both of them noticed how tired both of us were. We ended up reporting this incident to the teachers, but there was nothing they could do to help.
