Falling Dreams, Rising Hopes: Saving Mr. Boyfriend

"I… I am sorry, I wasn't looking. I am really very sorry.", Mei Qingyang fumbled as she spoke. She had hit her head on something really hard and since she fell down on her b.u.t.t, she was in pain. She clutched her head with her right hand and tried to open her eyes. She did not even realize that she was sitting down on the floor.

As her eyes adjusted to the light, she saw a well sculpted silhouette. The guy before her was 6 ft. tall. He was looming over her and seemed intimidating. The first thing that she noticed about him though were his deep cold jet-black eyes. When her eyes met with his, she felt like she was being swallowed by an ocean of sorrow. How could one's eyes be hiding so much in them? Yet when one looked at his expressionless face, one could not understand what the guy was thinking.

His features were sharp, a chiseled jaw, smooth pale skin, jet black hair matching his eyes, his aura, everything about him was mesmerizing. She had never seen such a handsome guy in her life. Now she understood what it meant when the girls literally drooled over a guy. Not that it mattered to her, she was not here to gawk at guys, there were bigger things for her at stake. But it still took her some time to come to her senses. She kept staring at him and realized what an awkward thing she was doing.

From his clothes, it was clear that he belonged to the category of those rich students. He was donning all those brands whose stores she could not even dare to enter in the big malls back in her hometown. The only difference she saw was perhaps a lack of accessories. No diamond studded piercings or shoes or jackets or platinum bracelets, nothing like that. But he was carrying this book in his hands which seemed to be some centuries old expensive precious treasure. Oh, that's why he wasn't paying attention to where he was going.

Suddenly, Mei Qingyang couldn't see him in a good light, after realizing his background. She shuddered at the thought of destroying that book and incurring debt on her first day. That was the last thing she wished for. More than the guy, she was more curious about the well-being of the book now. Who knows if it was one of those books, the one with the only copy in the whole world?

Given the level of monies that went into this school, it wouldn't be unthinkable for the school to have several antique books. Thinking till here, she just wanted to grab the book from the guy's hands and check it out for any damage. All the scolding till now did not seem that bad before the thought of owing huge amount of money to the school.

She had been scolded by three people now and a fourth person would not be a big deal at this point of time. Great Qingyang, today is just not your day, okay? Should have checked for an auspicious time before leaving the home. But as long as that book is okay, I don't care about anything else. She braced herself internally for harsh words again.

"It's fine, no harm done…", the guy seemed taken aback by the collision as well. It took him some time to compose himself. He was staring and observing Mei Qingyang too. And he was amused by how openly this girl was checking him out. He had had girls sneak peaks at him, some even deliberately crossing paths with him again and again. But this girl was some different species or something, staring at him like she would find out his whole history just like that. However, he went back to being expressionless and aloof as soon as he started speaking.

Wait wait wait. Did he just speak politely with me? Am I dreaming?

"Here, let me help you.", he stretched out his hand towards her. He was startled by his own behavior. He had absolute haphephobia, phobia of being touched, especially by women. He did not like to talk to women either, although that could not be termed as a fear. He just hated it. But here he was, offering this girl a hand. He hesitated a bit and wanted to withdraw his offer but it was too late.

And it was not like this girl was a beauty who could enchant the nations and make whole cities fall. By looks, she looked like an average homely girl. Most of the girls in his class could be called better maintained than her. This girl was just plain natural face. Her green almond shaped eyes though, seemed like a mysterious black hole in which one could just keep falling, but they were very clear and shining like a marble as well. She also had this elegance about her that could surpass most of the girls from rich households here. The guy just couldn't help but be courteous to her.

Mei Qingyang noticed his moment of hesitation. As she was still debating if she should take his hand or not since the guy before her seemed to be conflicted about helping her, a disheveled Yu Rong rushed towards them out of nowhere. She looked like she had just come from running a marathon, to be honest more of a devil incarnate. Her hair was all over the place, her make-up didn't look right and her face was red. If that is what a 2-minute run from her office to this place did to her, Mei Qingyang thought she needed to re-calculate her age once again. Unless…. She was working out before coming here.

"What ruckus are you making b*tch? First day and you are giving me so much trouble? How dare you harm him?" Yu Rong was fuming while Mei Qingyang was still sitting on the floor, dumbfounded. She couldn't believe her ears.

What did I ever do, that she's reacting like that? And I am the one sitting on the floor, okay? Who harmed who? Are you blind?

She just couldn't make sense of this ridiculous situation. Yu Rong already looked ugly contrary to her appearance in the office, but her words made Mei Qingyang really dislike her.

The starting of her career itself seemed doomed. She should have realized since the time she was stuck in the traffic. Mei Qingyang decided to retaliate. Although she was told to tolerate this lady as much as she could, she just couldn't stand being wronged. Even if she was at fault for running into the guy, the guy also had eyes of his own. He could have given her way or dodged her. Why was he not being scolded?

And where did Yu Rong come out of anyway? Was she monitoring me or something? People influencing skills, bullsh*t. I can't bother to treat this lady as a person. Heck, why am I still calling her a lady? Since the time I have stepped into this campus, I have been treated like a street animal. I need to teach her a lesson.

However…

"Aunt….", the guy interrupted and tried to calm Yu Rong down. He tried to put a distance between Yu Rong and her, slightly stepping in front of her. Mei Qingyang could sense a tint of fear and hatred in his eyes. Yu Rong's eyes widened in shock, seeing him being protective of a girl he had met for the first time.

Wait a minute, did he just say aunt?