Thy Will, Not Mine

Chapter {26} Destiny

Upcoming exams were rolling up and stress was eating up at me. There was no day when my plate was not full. Assignments and Exam preparations were underway for everyone except for Nio— he seems so nonchalant and uncaring, while we ran around doing last-minute studies he was seated uncaring as though he knew everything there was to know. But perhaps I was judging him and he knew all he needed to know and made use of the time he had to study at home as I had but still needed more time to grasp the concepts and know them word for word.

There was only one way to find out whether he was fully prepped for the test, "Nio, why aren't you studying?" And as usual, his head was buried under his phone.

"Amore? Why study for what you already know?" He smirked looking at me, his eyes were no longer downcasted or dull but with one careful glance I could see that his grey pools were filled with colour and an emotion he had hidden from everyone; love.

"So, you have revised everything we dealt with this semester?" I was genuinely curious, perhaps I had fallen head over heels for a genius.

"I did not need to as I had done all my assignments and paid attention in class and with an IQ of 160, I don't think I should fill my mind with things it has already stored," Wow, that was new, he was a genius!

"Oh, okay." I decided to leave him alone as clearly he had no intention of studying or bothering himself with the exam and maybe I deserved a break before bombarding my mind with tedious information.

"Pack up your stationery and make your way to the writing Hall!" Mr Heywood walked into the room and boomed without a greeting but I could not possibly expect a greeting from him.

Most learners made their way out of the class, chatting loudly to their classmates, while some walked anxiously with study papers tightly gripped in their hands and lips quickly moving in hopes of remembering all that they had studied. Nio on the other hand was not chatting to anyone or stressing himself about the exam but looked rather nonchalant he seemed to have something eating at his mind.

"Are you okay?" I took the liberty of asking him, perhaps today he would open up to me.

"Nothing, just worried about the exam," he shrugged looking me deep in the eyes as though he wanted to tell me something. But as he was about to open up he seemed to get tongue-tied, only opening his mouth just to close it again with a sigh.

He then stood up and walked away without saying another word, leaving me to think about what he could've possibly wanted to tell me.

"What are you waiting for? Do you possibly want to be specially asked? If so, say so and stop wasting my time!" Mr Heywood barked at me. His angry gaze met mine, and without a shadow of a doubt, I knew that he one hundred percent hated me. But why? Today I would not be silenced but would most definitely speak up.

"Sir, why do you hate me?" I asked raising from my seat and packing my stationery before walking down to him as he stood, watching my every move with anger still etched on his face.

An evil smirk touched his lips, "Well if I began to list all the things I loathe about you, you would leave a sobbing mess and probably end up hating yourself." He said crossing his arms on his broad chest covered by an expensive-looking blue shirt. He knew I would not stop till I found the reason why he hated me especially since he hated a lot of things about me.

"Go ahead and tell me, sir," I prepared myself for the profane words that would spill out of his mouth.

"If you insist then I shall, for starters, I hate how you got free will in this prestigious university but still decided to take advantage of that and tried to hurt Samantha. Secondly, I dislike how someone such as yourself could even get here in the first place and finally I dislike your lack of punctuality," he finished with a satisfactory grin on his face for successfully completing his mission to hurt me and disregard my emotions, it was like Samantha was back again.