Colin uttered as he whipped out wet wipes from his pockets. He cleaned my right hand meticulously
until the wet wipes were no longer wet. Originally, I thought that cleaning only my right hand was rather
odd since we normally washed both of our hands. I wondered if I should give him a reminder.
But when I saw Winston''s angry-but-too-afraid-to-speak expression, Colin''s pout of jealousy, and his
contempt, I got the full picture immediately-he was trying to erase any trace of Winston on my hand.
I had to say, men were crazier than women when they were jealous. I shook Winston''s hand. That was
all. Did Colin have to overreact? Moreover, he could have told me that he wanted to look for a bigger
apartment back home. Did he have to mention it in front of Winston? His mentioning of a private
drawing studio also indirectly indicated that he didn''t want Winston and I to hang out together.
How childish. In a cute way, though. He was like a 30-year-old baby.
After Colin left, Winston remained fazed for a while before he snapped back to reality. He straightened
his back and uttered, "Luna, your boyfriend is so possessive of you. He won''t let anyone touch you."
That was an exaggeration, but it wasn''t that far from the truth. I smiled and said nothing. It was true.
Colin was mad with jealousy. If Winston had held my hand for another second longer, he would have
erased him from existence.
More and more students arrived, and Crystal House became crowded. Everything went extra smoother
when one was in a good mood. We talked and enjoyed each other''s presence until noon.
At around 11:00 am, several students said that we should have a feast. Why? Because I was away for
a few days and they wanted to throw me a homing party.
Right when we discussed excitedly where we should go, Colin came, still brooding. His hands were
behind his back, and he walked like a military instructor. What distinguished him from a woman who
came to confront her cheating husband was hysteria.
I covered my mouth and sniggered. Everyone there majored in arts, so they knew who Colin was.
When they saw his strict posture, they hushed and stood up to greet him. Especially Winston, whose
face was twitching uncontrobly.
Recalling the way Colin cleaned my hand earlier in the morning, I chuckled out loud, which only made
him re at me.
"Professor White, what brought you here? We''re working on our assignment, and I assure you we''ll all
submit it in time," said a brave soul.
Colin''s poker face gave way to an amicable expression. He rested his hand on my shoulder and
grinned widely. "I''m here to pick up my girlfriend. No need to be so tense. Rx."
"What? Luna, you''re dating Professor White? Why didn''t you tell us?"
"A pretty girl dating a handsome teacher. Now that''s what I call a good match."
"What a perfect couple! Gosh, I''m gonna start shipping them right now."
A rather short guy saw that the woman next to him was about to faint. He then used this asion to
achieve his dream-holding a woman''s hand.
Everyone liked to beplimented,
and I was no exception. They looked
ver
at us in envy as they fangirled and cheered foudly for us. We all forgot that moments ago, we were
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Satisfied with everyone''s reaction, Colin ushered me to his SUV as everyone gave us their blessings.
Just like that, the topic of the homing party disappeared before it became a thing. S
Colin drove me back in the evening before returning to campus to work overtime. We were away from
school for a long time, and
.
previously, Colin had to put a project
he nearlypleted on hold. As a
result, he needed to tie up the loose
ends.
He told me that he might work till veryte and asked me to sleep early. He also said that I shouldn''t
wait for him because he would return to his dorm to sleep once he was done.
When I arrived home, I was surprised to see that Queenie and Andrew were both there. Laura was
cooking in the kitchen.
"Look who''s finally back now." Queenie teased me under the dusk glow. Her eyes scanned my neck in
search of naughty evidence.