Haphephobia: the fear of being touched.
Blake, a second-year Psychology student, hadn't ever heard of such a phobia, until the day he was hired as a guide for Dean, the heir of a rich family.
Even though Dean had the appearance and behaviour of a ge...
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As soon as the papers switched to his hand, Blake smiled to the guy in front of him.
- Thanks man, I owe you one.
- Don't mention it. – the student moved his hand in a dismissing manner.
Matters discussed, Blake made his way to his dorm, on the other side of the condo.
Reaching the door, he searched through his backpack, followed by his pockets, only to discover they were empty. He rolled his eyes to himself and resigned to knocking on the wooden surface. Only seconds later, the same opened, showing the face on the other side.
- Snoopy! Forgot the keys again? – the person asked, with a raised eyebrows and teasing smile.
- May! Forgot this is not your room again?
Blake passed by her, entering the room.
Finn was there too, folding some clothing into a bag, preparing to spend the weekend at home.
- My room is a single. – May defended herself, making her way to Blake's bed, where she sat nonchalantly. – And I'm bored.
The young man ignored her, laying the stack of papers down on the desk, proceeding to empty the books out of his backpack and putting them on their place.
- Have you called mom?
Blake turned back to Finn, nodding.
- Yeah. She said there was no problem, there is enough staff this week.
May drifted to the edge of the bed, staring her friend with a curious expression.
- Aren't you going home with Finn?
- No. – he grabbed the stack of papers, waving it at her. – I need to give this to Dean.
- Can't you give it to him Monday?
- He likes to review stuff during the weekend. – he packed those papers on the bag. – Besides, I don't even know if he will come on Monday.
- Let me get this straight. – May stood up, walking towards him with a teasing smile. – You aren't going home during the weekend just to give notes to Dean?
Blake frowned slightly, turning his body towards the girl.
