LOGINAmbitious, deep, decent woman, and a Filipina. Jezcyl Lorenzo is an excellent student of her university, a top university in their town. She often thrive for the best. She is determined for whatever she do and she believes that things must be taken seriously. She wanted to be an exchange student in Vancouver, Canada. And luck must be with her, she was chosen. However, her thoughts of having a low key life in Vancouver tumbled-down upon meeting the mysterious man. The man with a perfect shaped-face, Jezcyl can clearly define his jawline when it moves. He has thick eyebrows scattered equally. His lashes are long and curled, down to his eyes, atypical coloured ocean-blue. It looks like she’s staring at a wide ocean with crystal water, glittering when hit with the sunrays. She felt insecure when she saw his nose, her nose is sharp but not as sharp as his. His lips gave impressions to Cupid’s bow. Was it moulded by it? All in all, he’s an example of a digital art. Made by someone to be perfect as it is. She re-routed her eyes. She can’t stand contemplating with his eyes. The man’s radiance is menacing and with just a single glimpse, her heart is throbbing extremely much. So unusual for her. But, what could be his role in her life? Who is this man? Will she be able to change him? Or, will it be the contrary?
View MoreThe morning came and I did my daily routines. I was already in the campus taking the wide stair and I am carrying my books with me. But something is odd, people are looking behind me and they're avoiding again. I turned to where they are looking but I almost lost my balance when someone suddenly bumped on me but he managed to hold my waist and kept me from falling."Twenty four."I raised an eyebrow and pushed him. What is he saying?"What are you- are you measuring my waistline?" I unbelievably asked him"I knew it, you have the shape just like-"Just like your previous flings? No, I bet their sexier." I left them there but he followed me"Don't be jealous, Lorenzo. You are my current fling, so I have no one to touch except you."When he blocked my way, I glared at him. We just had a serious conversation yesterday but he seem
After what happened that night he became distant with me. He’s not coming to lunch and he avoid his gazes from. I have no clue about his problem with me but I guess this is just right. I came here to study, not for other things and now that he never bug me again, maybe I can finally focus more on myself.I called my family and friends but I did not told them that evening. They’ll only get worried and they will ask me lots of questions which I think I can’t still answer.Now, I am alone in the cafeteria. Aron said he’s in class but he’ll be still joining the lunch. He just had to finish his last class for today. My attention was diverted to my phone and someone is trying to video call me. Then I saw Jack’s name registered on it. What time is it in the Philippines? Why is he calling me?[“Hey. How are you doing? Sorry, I only called today. We got busy here.”]His hair is messed up and his eye bags were big. His surrou
I sighed for the ninth time getting annoyed by this creature."I said stop following me, Zoren."I just came to school and peacefully walking on the hallway when he interrupted me. There are no days he won’t appear in front me."I'm not following you."I rolled my eyes and went on my locker then gladly he did not bother me again. He continued taking his way and now I'm at ease again.I was looking for my keys on my bag but I just realized that when he closed my locker yesterday, he did not gave me the keys. And to say it, my keys were on him.My phone vibrated and I felt relieved when Aron called me.
I have class now and currently we have a professor who’s telling us to share stories about different races, our experiences abroad, the people we meet, and the cultures practiced by the countries. And I guess there are already five of us who discussed in front.I am just quiet here, sitting, and watching them. I was observing these people and that is one of the manners I have, I tend to know people by just watching at them. But of course, I cannot really know them if I wouldn’t hang out with these people.“Okay, we heard about the North Americans here in Canada, Brazil in South America, Italy and Spain in Europe, then in Africa, the Saudi Arabia. Let us now know about Asia, can the exchange student tell us more about it?”I know I will be called but I still feel nervous. I got of