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Dima wears his clothes in a hurry while trying to contact Hans, Angel's younger brother. Maybe the girl was at home.
"Uh...! Who?" Hans asked across the phone. His voice sounded unclear. Looks like Hans has fallen asleep until he can't see the phone screen to check who's calling.
"I'm Dima. Is Angel home tonight?"
"Oh, Brother Dima! No, Sister Angel is not home. What's up?"
"I just miss him" Dima answered and hung up. Dima grabbed the backpack and stuffed whatever he thought was important into it.
Dima slipped out of his room and walked towards the stairs. The house is in a state of silence because the night is approaching early morning.
Dima will definitely not be allowed out by his housekeeper if he drives his car so he settles through the back garden and rides the fence with his folding bicycle. He had to find Angel without causing a fuss.
Dima tightened his jacket and began to pedal his bike towards the campus.
A drizzle drenched his handsome face as he waltzed through the deserted streets. His black eyes narrowed to focus his gaze that was slightly disturbed by the raindrops.
His hair fluttered as he accelerated his bike to make it faster. Fortunately the distance of his house is not too far from his University complex.
Dima slowed down his bike as he approached the gate. The atmosphere of the campus looks very quiet and quiet. The guard post also looked deserted with no security personnel in sight, probably because it was early morning.
Dima then reached into something from his jacket pocket. Something that children have always believed to be a rumor.
Dima took out a shiny black card. The card, known as the master key, he got from his Papa as a graduation gift. He avoids wearing it as much as possible but this time he really needs it.
There was a short pause before the gate opened. Dima guided his bicycle carefully into the open gate before closing it back. He may be hit by a cctv but he is sure no one will check the campus security cctv early this morning.
Dima paddled his bike towards the library building and parked his bike in front of the door. He brought out his master key to open the library.
His face looks worried. I hope there's nothing bad about Angel. If he can't find the girl in the library, he'll deploy campus security to find her.
Dima seemed to smoothly step in the dark as he had gotten used to being in the library. He often came here with Angel even before the two officially went to college here. He knows where Angel's favorite place is in the library.
He hoped Angel was there, maybe doing chores, falling asleep or something.
Apparently what happened seemed like his conjecture.
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Dima let out a sigh of relief when he saw his girl seem to sleep peacefully. It feels free to worry about someone when the feared even fun to fall asleep.
Did Angel love the library so much that she decided to sleep here? And what the hell hugged that book?
"If I were the book," muttered Dima as she took off the jacket she was wearing. He flipped his jacket so that the dry part was outside. He rolled up his jacket and placed it on the sofa as a cushion.
Carefully Dima took the thick book from Angel's embrace, he placed his hand under Angel's thin body and moved it to the sofa.
Angel was still sleeping soundly as if there were no significant problems.
"How can you sleep in any place" said Dima while tidying up the hair covering her face.
"You are so beautiful even when you are asleep" murmured Dima. He wanted to land a kiss there but he couldn't do it.
Dima sighed, if Angel was really the girl. If his love does not clap one hand.
Dima then took out a blanket from his backpack and enveloped Angel.
"Sleep well. Even if you don't believe in my love. I'll take care of you."
Dima settles down on the chair Angel originally occupied. He recalls a time when he fell in love with Angel. I think his love has started a long time ago.
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