Trapped By The Heartless Prince Of Rose

"Hah..."

Drizzle still flushed almost half of the city. Its thin droplets accompany the sweet afternoon time. Sweet enough for couples holding hands and embracing affection, even kissing behind their umbrellas.

"Hah..." He sighed again as he looked at the couple down there. They walked hand in hand along a muddy field. He was still looking out of the 2nd-floor window-sitting in front of the scattered photo papers.

"Hah...."

"Oh my god, stop sighing in front of me! You're just throwing bad luck at me!" The long-haired boy grumbled.

The short-haired boy said casually - without regret, forgetting his friend's existence. "Lucky they can date each other with people they love."

The long-haired boy followed his friend's gaze. Some people are showing their affection in the rain. "Don't you have a girlfriend, Simon ?"

The boy, whose name was Simon Rosendale - or so he was called Simon - just smiled blankly. Then he turned his attention back to the camera in front of him. He was looking at a good photo of himself, which looks very impressive. "I don't see the difference," Simon said quietly.

The long-haired boy sighed. He feels a little concerned about the fate of his friend, even though he has been single for many years. He is the one to be pitied.

"Then why are you still staying here? Go home right now!" The long-haired boy drove away and grabbed the camera in Simon's hand. "do not spoil the mood."

Simon chuckled as he managed to tease his friend. "You should be thanking me for keeping you company." Simon grabbed a photo. He was sitting in the corner of the classroom with light pouring in from the open window. "How sad," Simon muttered faintly.

"Babe!" A girl exclaimed from the room doorway, making the two guys turn their heads simultaneously. A beautiful girl with curly hair in the middle purple colour smiled while waving to one of them. "Let's go home!"

"When does a princess pick me up?" The long-haired boy grumbled when he realized that he would be left in this room without someone to accompany him. Unfortunately.

"Then you have to pick up your princess first, Jacob." Simon stood up, patted Jacob's shoulder, and walked over to the girl.

"Can we go to the cafe first?" asked the girl, hanging in Simon's arms.

Simon only smiled briefly without any meaningful expression. "it's up to you."

Jacob chuckled angrily. "How ridiculous they are! I want it, too."

"I'm sorry for being late. My annoying lecturer always delays the time to go home." The girl said, annoyed. She complained about holding back when confronted by her professor.

"It's Okay; I'm also happy to wait for you anyway," Simon smiled sweetly while gently stroking his girl's Mane.

Emily Lippington is the girl Simon has been dating for 4 months. It was the longest record he had dated. It usually only lasts one to two months. Rarely just one week. It wasn't Simon who was cast out, but it was Simon who cast them. Simon could never be serious in a relationship. He knew that and tried to survive by reciprocating the feelings of the girl who became his girlfriend.

Simon has a white body as smooth as porcelain and a reasonably sweet face that can entangle many girls with charm. Simon even had an affair with an older woman when he was in the sixth grade of elementary school-a piano teacher who was ten years older than him.

"What do you want to order?" Emily asked, awakening Simon from his daydreams.

He smiled before answering. "You set it up."

"Good then," Emily began to order. "Two black forests, one frappuccino, and one espresso, please." She said to the waiter, who noted the order next to them. The waiter again repeated their order, and Emily nodded in the affirmative. At the same time, Simon looks at the vehicle from behind the window. The drizzle is still out there. The cloudy sky out there looks just like the feeling. Simon wasn't sure what he was doing. Wasn't this the same as fooling himself?

It didn't take long for their orders to arrive. Emily was a lovely girl and was grateful she had given the waitress a tip. Simon should be lucky to get the girl. He should be happy.

Simon nodded and smiled in response to each topic of their conversation. Only Emily is excellent at chattering, while Simon is busy staring at the order before him. Simon doesn't like coffee, especially something as bitter as this. But Simon was too cowardly even to choose what he liked. He felt guilty about Emily's choice. The lucky Black Forest saved Simon from the bitter taste filling his mouth.

"Ugh... I'm sorry, Babe. I forgot that I would work on the report with my friend." Emily looked very guilty for making Simon wait only to be abandoned.

"It's okay, let me take you-"

"Don't worry about it."

Simon looked at Emily in confusion. It was still raining outside, and he saw that the girl was not carrying an umbrella.

"Jeffery will pick me up," Emily replied in a low voice.

"Jeffrey?" Simon asked, more astonished.

"He's my friend." Emily lowered her face. She was afraid to face Simon's response to her. "We are nothing more than doing our job."

Simon smiled and then stroked Emily's hair gently. "Then go; nothing is more important than your work."

Emily hugged Simon tightly as she continued to apologize. She runs out of the cafe into the parking lot, where Simon can see her getting into a red sports car. Simon stared expressionlessly into the puddle of coffee before him. His face reflected on the surface of the coffee and seemed to make fun of his current state. Should he feel sad or happy?

Simon wasn't upset about what Emily did. He didn't know how he had feelings for Emily. Or did he follow his instinct?

"Hello Carroll? Can we meet ?"

The rain isn't sweet anymore; it's more like drops of cold water piercing the skin. The windows are coated by thin dew, the only barrier separating Simon from the outside world. He hung up the phone after getting an answer from someone. Then he hurried to tidy up his things and got up from the chair.

PRANG!!

Everything happened very quickly. It was too soon for Simon to understand. A tall boy in front of him repeatedly apologized when he accidentally collided with Simon. The drink in the hands of the tall boy successfully hit Simon's shirt in front. Cold, Simon guessed the boy chose a glass of cold drink on this cold day. How strange. But Simon was lucky because it wasn't hot coffee. His skin can blister when splashed with the drink.

The tall boy bowed many times while apologizing. Simon just patted the boy on the shoulder and passed.