"Hi this is Shanon , please leave a message after this tone"

*BEEP*

Matt sighed with dissatisfaction in his eyes hearing the same voice message since yesterday. He puts away his phone and grabs the mug handle as he stare at his cold coffee before having the last gulp . The loud chattering around him never bother him since it mostly the sound of his friends that always have his back. Day by day , the number of his follower increases every time he help someone. However the praises he gets never feel enough or right for him. And particularly today , The uneasiness feeling clustered even more in the mind of his whenever his sister aren't answering his calls. He's aware how his involvement last few year in London has made many people hurt and killed .Especially to his best friend, the one he treats as his own brother, Pete Dunham. Just thinking of Pete makes him trembling with guilt. He knew he should have fought along with him to the end. Matt grabs his mug again but realizing there's no drop of coffee left. Jack Johnson , his right hand man noticed how Matt was looking at his empty mug with stoic face and simply flicks his finger to the blonde waitress and signal it to Matt's mug for a refill . Before the girl pour the coffee, Matt calmly raised his hand to decline the offer

"There's no need . thanks" He gave back the mug with a smile. The girl was overwhelm with his sweet smile as she made an eye contact his beautiful blue eyes, making her forget her task to take his coffee mug that was hanging on his hand. Suddenly, his memory of his sister flashes inside his head and has triggered a slight pain to it.

A loud noise was produced as his mug crash down into pieces stealing everyone's attention to the scene.

"Om My God!Im so so sorry . This is my fault. Im so sorry !" the girl was panicked and cleanses the mess. Luckly its sharp pieces didn't do any contact with her skin .

"Matt, are you alright?" Jack appeals a concern question as he sees his leader struggling to stand turn his head to Jack with a weak smile.

"Im fine."

"Miss , are you hurt ?"

The hanging doorbell makes it soft sound as a person enters the café. Few men were on their feet to help their leader.

"Matt….."

Buckner completely frozen when a certain voice calls his knows the owner of that voice. His blue eyes slowly rolled to meet the person.

"Bovver….? Why..?what are you doing here?" he approached his long lost friend , forgetting the pain he experience seconds ago. He knows the person who holds the ultimate guilt for what had happen years ago would be Bovver. His never ending apology has never stop until today.

"Matt ! punch me !"

"Huh?what are you talking about?"

"Punch me now!"

"come on mate , just because you didn't come to my graduation day, Im not gonna punch you."

Matt seizes his fellow friends from stepping any nearer to Bovver with just his hand .Matt placed his hand to Bovver's shoulder to calm him down. He also knows how Bovver will always behave like this way in front of him. And surprisingly, Matt always have the solution to ease him down.

"Just you alone ? where are the others?" Matt asked as he turns his head left to right.

"Steve told us to promise not to tell you, but I can't do that promise. Not about YOUR SISTER!

"Darn it ! Im late ! Im late! Why didn't Alex woke me up this morning! We're practically in the same class! So where is the class again?" Elle panted while holding her books and focusing on her university map as she chasing the time.

"Ah! I know where it is now !"

"Oi ! Andrew! Behind you!"

"That voice….Alex?" Elle glanced to her left with a horror expression as a man in blue sweater sprint backwards towards her.

"IN-COMING !"

Books was scattered around as the map flew away by the wind. Both of them grunted with pain on the ground as they brush their bruises. Soon, Elle realize her map has gone missing .

"Ah! My map !"

"Ops… I guess I throw it too far. HEY! ARE YOU GUYS OKAY?!" Alex shouted from a distance, running toward us.

"TAKE A WILD GUESS! YOU COULD'VE KILL SOMEONE WITH THIS !" the brown haired guy shout back sarcastically while holding the yellow colored frisbee.

"Ouch..."

"Shoot! Hey are you okay? Im sorry what just happe—"

"your hand!" he gasped with shock as he saw drop of blood with his natural emerald eyes.

"It's just a scratch. Don't worry" The man kept searching inside his pockets for his clean handkerchief and gently wrap it to her soft palm.

"Here, that will keep the blood from coming out"

"Thank you. Appreciate your kindness." Despite the cut, Elle still manage to give a sincere smile to the man who has caught by her sparking cornflower blue eyes. Her blonde hair shines as the wind past by, releasing a wonderful fragrance. His heart was beating like a drum , He feel as if she's the one . . his mouth open to say the words he has prepared for a long time.

"I love your hair…."

What?"

No .. I …I mean… I love the air"

"Elle! Are you hurt! Im so sorry ! if Andrew quick enough non of this would happen." The redhead girl quickly blames her friend, Andrew, who was already annoyed with the accusation. She reaches out her hand to Elle and helps her to stand up while Andrew busy picking up Elle's book. As all three of them were standing in front of her, she cant help but amaze how tall Andrew is.

"I'll be fine, Alex. I thought we're having class this morning"

"what? No~ class was cancel . You didn't check the online portal?"

"Oh, really?…My bad"

"Wait! You know her?" Andrew raised a quick question.

"Yea, she's my roommate"

"how unfortunate" he smirked but harshly nudged by Alex after that.

"I guess you already meet my best pal right here" Alex smack Andrew's back making more bruises to the poor guy .

Oh yes , Hi Im Elle Cooper ."

"Im Andrew. Andrew Van Holden .

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