Love Circle

CHAPTER 1

DECEMBER 3, 2021.

Adriana's POV.

I breathed heavily and tore my dim eyes open straight to the wobbly mirror that hung opposite my bed. I had the horrifying dream again. I quickly stood up and switched off the ceiling fan in my room when its booming sound kept remembering me of my bad dream, its sound was just like a background soundtrack of my dream. I've had the dream several times and had told my mom about it but she wouldn't just take it so seriously all she could do was stop me from watching Horror movies, moreover, what else could she have done?

I have heard a lot of stories about dragon shifters, werebears, werewolves, and feral humans from my late granny but a scenario where a dead would come back again to live was a one in a million I least expected. How does it even happen? Is it scientifically proven?

There was this guy who have been appearing to me in my dream since I was eight years old. He comes to me in a Martial artist uniform and calls himself my love. He even said he had waited for me to be reborn again after waiting for hundreds of years. I had a dream yesterday and I saw him again.

I exclaimed as I turned my face to the wall clock beside me, the long hand of the clock just struck 12, it was 7:oo am already. It was on a Monday morning when all the junior students of the Campbell academy would go for their transition examination to further their studies. I didn't know why I slept that much despite my anti-sleep pills, thank God for the bad dream that woke me up from the supernatural world.

I applied a paste to my brush, hung my pink towel over my neck, and moved to the bathroom. A few minutes later, I moved out to my room for my school dress.

I was wearing a canvas to my left leg when I heard the horn of the school bus outside. I descended the stairs of my room but toe-walked when I got to the front of my dad's room.

" Adriana!!" My dad called my name when my neck jewelry fell from my neck.

" Morning dad, I am late for the transition examination already, see you later" I muttered in a motion immediately I heard his voice else he would ask me where I went to last night with my friend Zoey, and not even at that time when I was late for my examination already.

The faces I saw in the front seats of the bus were new, I was so timid to just look up to where I was going because all their eyes were on me.

I bent my face down and moved faster to the seat allocated to me until I finally got to my seat.

Andrew slide his hand over my head backward, it was annoying not until he slid his hand to my sight and showed me the comb that I forgot in my hair in the process of me rushing to meet the school bus.

"Thank you!" I smiled back at him but was embarrassed.

I moved my head to dilly-dally and looked around shamefully when I heard laughter from behind. I taught the students were laughing at me over my forgetting comb not until I saw them pointing their fingers at a guy approaching a seat on the bus, meanwhile, I was timid when I saw that the only place the guy could seat was beside me and I had no choice but to adjust and allow him to the seat.

I gasped in fear when I discovered that the guy approaching a seat on the bus was the guy who have been appearing to me in my dream a few years ago. Could he be the one I was seeing? I doubted. I had never believed in such mysteries but the consternation unfolded in my eyes made me two-minded. I wiped my face with my hand maybe I was hallucinating, taking my hand off my face made the guy glare at my sight again. Now I was convinced he was the one.

He was broad, cute, tall, and wearing a Martial artist uniform just as he used to be in my dream world.

He walked majestically to his seat with his hand clasped behind and not even minding how people were making a jest out of him, he wasn't even shy. He made his way to his seat and sat while his leg was crossed over the other.

I sat down well and redress when I discovered the students weren't laughing at the Martial artist guy sitting close to me but the crippled girl that arrived later.

" Good morning!" I greeted the martial guy that just sat down beside me not that I was so scared of him but I was trying to call his attention to a black guy staring at him suspiciously by the left. The black guy's look was evil and terrifying but he couldn't just understand the gesture, " Morning!" He replied without looking at my side.

Andrew turned at me suspiciously as I speak to the air but he pretended as if he didn't see me. It seemed the guy in Martial artist uniform was invisible to everyone except me but I didn't know. I was so curious to see my horrifying dream sitting close to me so I couldn't think of anything else.

At this time, I chose to mind my business and tried to recall what I'd read so far.

The school bus was closed and the journey began.

A few minutes later, I dozed off when I was finding it difficult to recall what I'd read and tilted my head sideways to his shoulder unknowingly, the martial artist sitting close to me.

"Oh sorry" I quickly said when I regained my conscience, but he wasn't answering, he was maintaining the same position he was before I was lost to my thought.

Is he deaf?" I asked myself because I was becoming scared of him at that time.

The school bus landed.