Zee opened his mouth to say something but no words came out. Disappointed, he nodded his head and went back to his car.
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Win woke up to the sound of his alarm. As soon as he turned, he felt a chronic pain in his throat. He got up unwantedly and pour himself a glass of water , regretting screaming so much yesterday but Bright drives him crazy sometimes.

The mere thought made him smile. He kept sitting at the edge of his bed, smiling looking at his feet. Finally he got up and stretched his arms, his gaze fell upon the green baggy jacket on the chair and all the memories came rushing back.

He grabbed the jacket with a smile and hugged it to his chest, sniffing. It sure smells like Bright. He fell back on the bed, clinching the jacket to his body and turned to his side, immediately falling back asleep happily.

He woke up to the sound of his door being violently kicked open and through sleepy eyes, he saw enraged Saint standing there with a knife in his hand.

Win's eyes immediately shot open and he barely saved his life as he ran to washroom before Saint could slice him into two pieces.

"Open the door!" Saint banged his fist on washroom's door and yelled "You knew we had an important test today! We had to go early !"

"Put the knife away and I'll be out!" Win yelled from inside, trying to pee but all the stress was making it hard.

Finally he came out and threw his uniform on and ran out of the house only to run back in to pick up Bright's jacket and ran back again.

As usual old bus driver was waiting for these two. He would often heartfully wait for them and as soon as he would see them running from a distance, like they are running away from zombies, he would smile and purposely start the bus just to give those two college boys a mini heart attack.

Finally they made it on bus and fell on their seats, exhausted. Only then Saint glanced at Win and frowned
"Its not your jacket. Nor does P'Type wear something like this"

"Did P'Zee made you a detective in one day?" Win asked, still panting.

Saint gave him an unamused look and Win chuckled, explaining "Its my friend's"

"Whom?" Saint asked , frowning "Don't tell me its him? The guy you told me about?" Saint asked, his eyes big.

Win nodded with a grin.

"Who is he? Why haven't I met him?" Saint asked, suspicious.

"You have" Win replied, turning his face towards Saint "Remember a guy came looking for me that day after college?"

Saint pouted with a frown "I guess but I don't really remember "

Soon the bus stopped in the campus and they all went out to go to their classes.

After dismissal, Saint was standing outside Calculus class, waiting for Win. This is one of the few classes they don't share together.

Win came out, pushing peanuts in his mouth.

"You coming to the cafe with me?" Saint asked as soon as he saw Win coming out. Win looked at him and shook his head.

"I have to go return this" Win said, pointing to the green jacket he was wearing.

"You want me to come with you?" Saint asked and Win again shook his head, his mouth busy in chewing. He gulped it down and walked towards gate with Saint

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