Pressure

He is still giving Alfi a cold gaze. Alfi feels something strange coming from that guy. His gaze is chilling as if he is the real depiction of what we know as Death. Alfi feels intimidated by his cold gaze. He can’t say anything, regardless he has such a shitty mouth. I feel so satisfied that I could shut the shitty mouth of his up. Well, moving on, Alfi does feel intimidated by the guy’s presence. Is it what they call love?

"Hey!" Alfi yelled at me.

"What?" I asked. "Can’t you see that I am busy writing this narration after a long hiatus?" I added.

"You can say that you are on hiatus as you set this chapter to be published on March 3rd, 2018, whereas the truth is you are skipping class so that you can write this chapter as you can’t shoulder your responsibility as the leader of the seminar organizer, and not to mention that you haven’t finished your field observation report, right?" Alfi insulted me.

"Can’t you stop sp