There is a feeling that I can't understand, a feeling that makes me feel safe even though I know how dangerous the situation is. Like right now, where I stand in front of an inhabited lake behind my house. I feel like I have been here far before I discovered this place. Thanks to the rumours of the dead spirits wandering around the lake, nobody is brave enough to come to this place, except from my brother and I. However, that was two months ago, before I met him. The mysterious guy, whom I can't hide my feelings from. He said my eyes tell everything I feel. I hid my feeling very well from my own brother but he was the one who knew me very well yet the only thing I know about him was his name. I didn'teven know if the name was real or not.

"There you go again, looking faraway with deep thought,"

I could neither hide my smile nor stop my heart from beating fast since the moment he said his greeting. Without looking back, I knew the smirk he always gave me, doubtful eyes looking for answers in my eyes and his messy brown hair that I loved ruffling.  

"Well... hello to you too," I said without turning my head towards him even I was   dying to do so. I could feel he presence by my side.

"Didn't I said it before? Do not go to places like this alone,"

I caught the harshness in his tone. Then I turned my head for the first time. His eyes seemed to bore into my eyes with such intensity. They were always searching for something.

"I can take care of myself,"  

"If you can take care of yourself, then I will have much lesser thing to take care of,"

"What did you say?"

Dehan ignored my question and started walking away from me. He was heading to the abandoned deck, our favorite spot. I followed right behind him. We always play this game. Ignoring and getting mad at each other. Sometimes I wonder about what made me agreed to be his girlfriend when I already knew   this relationship could only bring me great pains.

"Dehan, talk to me. What did you mean by that? Am I a burden to you?"

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