Pursuing Her

“I don't know what's happening to me. Perhaps he's not my type.”

That's the only plausible explanation, isn't it? I've always wanted to fall in love. The fact that no one likes me bothers me, but I still have my own standard. I won't date someone just because they said they like me.

Sophie did not intend to point out the fact that Ysabelle had feelings for Felix.

After all, love was a process which happened gradually.

Thus, it was important for Ysabelle to slowly explore and experience all the wonders of being in love.

“That's enough. Let's not talk about this anymore. I'm sure there will be many good-looking men at the university. When the time comes, I'll date the most handsome one.” Since she was a sucker for good looks, she had a certain standard when it came to a man's physical appearance. Apparently, the guy who proposed to her just then did not reach her standard.

“You're right. There must be a lot of handsome men in the university. You can take your own sweet time to choose one for yourself.”

Ysabelle fell silent all of a sudden.

I don't understand. What's with this empty feeling in my heart? Moreover, why does Felix appear in my mind?

For the rest of the evening, Ysabelle was particularly quiet. She merely sat next to Sophie without saying a word and was even quieter than the latter.

After the teacher left, the students got increasingly unrestrained. One of them even suggested playing the game “Truth or Dare.”

When one of the guys lost, the others messed around and urged him to give Sophie a hug.

The guy took one look at her and shook his head.

“Forget it. I don't want to die.” Sophie was a quiet and reserved young lady, but the look in her eyes was sometimes frightening even to a guy.

“Why are you such a coward? It's our last day together as a class and this is a good opportunity. You won't get a chance like this in the future.”

Nevertheless, the guy still chose to chug all the beer on the table as a punishment.

When it comes to choosing between a beautiful woman and my life, the latter is obviously more important!

“This is boring, Ysabelle. Let's go back,” Sophie suggested.

If we don't go back soon, Tristan and Felix would be worried. I'm sure they're waiting for us to return.

“Okay.”

Ever since the guy confessed his love for her, Ysabelle had been in low spirits. There was also an inexplicable hollowness in her heart.

No longer in the mood to have any fun, she had been wanting to go home, so she immediately got up when she heard Sophie's words.

“You guys go ahead. We're going home.”

“This is our last gathering together, Ysabelle. Why are you leaving early? The university entrance exam is over anyway. What else could you be busy with?”

“My family is strict. I have a curfew,” explained Ysabelle with a half-hearted lie.

Some of them began guilt-tripping her. “Are you looking down on us?”

Ysabelle was irritated.

This is just a class gathering. I can leave whenever I want.

“Don't guilt-trip her,” warned Sophie, while Ysabelle remained silent. She was not in the mood to entertain the guy who talked.

“You—”

He wanted to say something else, but Sophie's frosty glare was enough to stop him from talking.

Bobby immediately tried to smooth things over. “Yousuf, what are you doing? We are all classmates. Don't give them a hard time.”

The guy who upset Ysabelle, Yousuf Bacani, merely snorted.

“Don't mind him, Sophie,” Bobby immediately said.

Without saying anything, Sophie left the place with Ysabelle.

I can leave anytime I want. There's nothing they can do about it.

“Let's go together, Sophie,” one of the girls said.

A few other girls got to their feet as well.

Even though the university entrance exam was over, they didn't want to loosen up too much, lest their family would get worried.

A few of the other guys stood up and suggested, “Bobby, it's really late. I think we should all leave.”

“We'll send them home, Bobby. You guys can continue with the game,” said one of the guys.

It's boring staying here anyway.

Yousuf was slightly irritated when he saw that everyone else was about to leave.

“What's with you guys? Why are you all leaving?”

“Nothing. It's just late, so it's time for us to go home.”

They ignored him and left with Sophie and Ysabelle.

All of a sudden, he was the only one left in the karaoke lounge.

“What the h*ll? What's their problem?” Yousuf was frustrated.

Nonetheless, it was pointless for him to complain, for everyone had already left the room.

After they stepped out of the building, a few of the guys volunteered to send Sophie and Ysabelle home.

“We'll send the two of you home. It's dangerous for two beautiful ladies to go home alone.” Verily, dangers were lurking at every corner for two young and beautiful girls at that time of night.

“No, it's fine,” Sophie rejected.

“Sophie, we're classmates. You don't have to be courteous to us. We're happy to send you home.”

“Someone's here to pick us up,” she said while pointing at a car that was parked at the side.

Have Tristan and Felix been waiting outside the entire time? We didn't call them. Why are they already here when we came out of the building?

The guys could only shrug after taking a look at the luxury car Sophie was referring to.

Though they came from rich families too, one mere glance at that car was all it took for them to know better than to offend the owner of the car.

Sophie was beautiful, but they weren't going to provoke some big shot because of her.

Subsequently, Sophie ignored them and went over to open the car door with Ysabelle.