He advised me to stay away from stress because it may lead to severe headaches. He also said not to apply too much pressure on the spot where I hit my head on the road. I complied with all his terms and conditions before taking my leave.

When I reached my room I let out an audible sigh. From tomorrow onwards I need to go to hell where the devil is waiting for me.

When I entered my first class, everyone's head turned in my direction. Arghh!!

What? I am not even late today.

Then why are they looking at me like this time I failed too.

I ignored their stares and walked towards my seats. After the bell rang, the professor entered the class and began to start the session.

When he was about to give us an assignment, a voice interrupted him. I didn't notice what they were discussing or who he was, until everyone's eyes turning towards my side. I noticed the tension between the students and

I can't and I'm on the verge of giving up anytime soon, it's better to give up early. But no way in the hell I am going to accept my defeat without trying.

As I'm standing under the water, I saw Harry walking through the hallway but to my fortune, he didn't notice me yet, and I thanked God for that.

I don't want to face another devil. But my bad, his gaze turned towards my side and his eyes locked with me that made him furrow his brows. First I thought he will mind his business like he usually does until he started to walk towards me, which made me groan internally.

"What are you doing here?" He asked maintaining his same blank composure.

I couldn't read his mind. Does he care? He was the reason why I'm standing here now. Of course, I will blame him.

If he had helped me from the devil on the other nights, I wouldn't have met any accident and would take the whole week's leave and mes

I know I am not his type but can I trust him? Once again I took a good look at myself and noticed I am wearing the same dress that I had worn yesterday and it confirmed that he didn't do anything to me.

"Are you going to leave or not?" He snarled.

Gulping down, I turned my heels ready to leave the room but I let out a yelp when I felt a piercing pain growing through my body.

I accidentally stepped on the scattered pieces of glass which I dropped before. Blood is oozing through my feet. He rushed towards me but I stopped him by raising my hand which ensued him halt in his midst. I removed the glass from my feet and in no second bucket of blood flowed down but I just walked towards the door not caring the agony a bit.

My main concern is to leave the place as soon as possible. What if he changes his mind and forced me to stay here? No, I can't take the risk. He is bipolar.

Truthfully I

He advised me to stay away from stress because it may lead to severe headaches. He also said not to apply too much pressure on the spot where I hit my head on the road. I complied with all his terms and conditions before taking my leave.

When I reached my room I let out an audible sigh. From tomorrow onwards I need to go to hell where the devil is waiting for me.

When I entered my first class, everyone's head turned in my direction. Arghh!!

What? I am not even late today.

Then why are they looking at me like this time I failed too.

I ignored their stares and walked towards my seats. After the bell rang, the professor entered the class and began to start the session.

When he was about to give us an assignment, a voice interrupted him. I didn't notice what they were discussing or who he was, until everyone's eyes turning towards my side. I noticed the tension between the students and the professor.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the room. I know it's him b

Chapter 18