Chapter 9

“I asked your professors. They gave it to me when Aunt Aivi confirmed that I was your tutor. ”

"I don't need you," she said then turned her back on Ten. She was about to run to her room when she felt Ten's hand rest on her head.

“We’re going to study, Chianna Ryell. Now. ”

“Stop calling me Chianna Ryell! It’s Chain. C-H-A-I-N, ”he spelled.

He flicked her forehead before pulling her towards the sofa. "Sit."

"I'm not a dog!"

"Isa."

She sat up and folded her arms. "I will report you to mama," he said.

“Real mature, Chain. Real mature. ”

"Tss."

He took the book he was holding earlier. "Let's start with this subject."

Chain acted listening but what Ten was saying was just like the wind blowing through him. He was busy trying to explain something and she used that time to really look at him.

Sometimes he wonders, if Third was not the first person he met, is it possible that he will like Ten? But when he remembers his habit of being too far away from Third, then he thinks no in appearance he looks — in habit.

"Do you have a girlfriend now, Ten?" none of his own question. He just wants to know if this man can last.

An exasperated sigh left his lips. It bit his forehead and then pinched his nose.

"What!" he sat on the man.

"Stop daydreaming about me and focus on your studies," he said proudly.

“Wow. How did you fit your head into your dress? The size, eh. ”

"It's big," he said with a smile, trace the innuendo in his voice.

His cheek blushed as he stared at Ten. He did not really win over this man, annoying.

“Let’s take a break! My head hurts, ”he said and stood up properly when Ten held him by the arm.

Ten raised an eyebrow and pointed to the book on his lap. “You stared at me the whole time I was explaining this topic and you’re telling me you want a break? You’re joking, Chain. ”

“So? I have a headache staring at you. You are not worth staring at. Yuck. ”

"Really?"

He nodded. "Naman!"

He leaned towards her until his face was so near hers. Chain almost squirmed because of the closeness of his face. She could almost smell the man's mixed smell.

"L-stay away from me and I'm disgusted with your face."

Ten grinned before adjusting his seat. “Fine. Take a break. But only for five minutes. ”

Chain quickly stood up then hurried to his room. Five minutes? As if! He will not go out of his room, `no! As if he still wanted to breathe the air that Ten was also breathing. Duh!

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FIFTEEN minutes when his mother preached to Chain. The culprit? Ten like a gentle sheep stationed in the dining area. It was dinner time and her parents told her to eat with them. Pretend Ten, you thought you could not break a plate in front of his parents.