It hadn't been the first time that Sane heard that there were students in the campus who wanted to disprove the legend, and to see for themselves that there was no ghost there. When Sane first heard about people's plans before, he immediately thought that it was dumb. If there were really a ghost in there, then she would be smart enough not to actually reveal herself as ghosts weren't people. They could easily conceal themselves without trying, well, that was what Sane was thinking. Thus, it would prove them unreliable. However, it was a different scenario before. He never really cared much about the legend, nor did he care much about people not following the rules because he still wasn't part of the student council before, nor did he even think that the student council would even do anything about it. It was already a different scen

Sane's gut feelings were right. The next morning, he hadn't even stepped foot on the campus yet, but he had already noticed how a number of his schoolmates, especially those who cared much about his personal life, talked about seeing him with a girl last night. He even heard someone say  that she was clinging onto him as if she wanted to get into his pants so badly. He knew that they were already picturing out Seleen to be that kind of person, and that thought sat bitterly at the roof of his mouth. That made Sane feel the heat on his chest because of sudden anger. He knew that there would always be people who speak ill about him and about Seleen, but he couldn't understand how some people couldn't have the common decency to at least talk about those things when he wasn't around. 

“Then who deserves me, Sane?”  After hours of continuous thinking about that one single question, Sane finally found the answer, and when he did, he wanted to slap himself for not being able to answer the question immediately. The answer was very obvious, and maybe he thought about the question too deeply, making it hard for him to answer it.  The one who deserved Seleen was no one but herself. It wasn’t anyone else, but her. That was probably the reason why fate allowed her to survive in that accident because all of her life, she had been living for other people, for her father, and never for herself. Maybe it was a second chance in life that destiny had given her because for Sane, she deserved to start a new life. She deserved to move on from her cruel past. She deserved to live life to the full

For so long in his life, Sane thought that he understood girls. Well, they were still confusing at times, especially when he had girl friends. He had witnessed how they could easily change their decisions in certain circumstances, and how complicated they became sometimes. However, before he met Seleen, he thought he knew them better than other men, but it looked like being surrounded by girls wasn’t enough for him to completely understand them.  He couldn’t understand what Seleen meant by what she said or whether there was really any hidden meaning behind it. The more he thought about it, the more his mind felt like exploding. It had been exactly three days since she said that, and since then, he hadn’t talked to Seleen properly again. Whenever he tried to go there, she would tell him that she wasn’t in the mood for visitors, and Sane, never wanting to for himsel

Sane needed to wake up earlier than he usually did because they needed to check the final touches of the event from the venue down to the details of the program. It was to make sure that everything would go on fine as it was crucial to do so. It wasn’t the student council’s responsibility alone as the foundation week was also a week-long event that even the faculty and staff were preparing for. He was just needed there because he was the president, and he needed to act upon his duties. It was no longer a strange thing for him to wake up that early as he would often do so because those were the times when he would review for his exams as it was the most effective thing to do for him. The sun still hadn’t risen when he left the house, and the morning breeze felt like the winter’s first kiss against his skin. He