Rivals (private for zajawa and ybfan)

[Ybfan]

Once classes ended, he puts away his materials and stands. "See you around or Thursday for class." (Today's Tuesday lol)

Kyle waits for a reply before leaving the classroom to go to work for the next six hours and attend a night lecture.

(Whatever Gabriel does, just write it. I will guide when it's needed.)

[zajawa]

"Ah. See ya".
Ok... So now to get rid of all these stupid thoughts... what can we done, hm? Oh. I know.
Small thefts always improved his mood so it was what he intended to do.
Now we should just find a target..

Ok. So now he had pocket money.. but silly thoughts stayed where they were - in his head.
"I can always seduce him", he laughed writing programm on his laptop.
He imagined the expression of disgust on Kyle face and shook sadly his head.
It's hopeless.

At night he could not sleep so in the morning class he was good for nothing. He even get scolded for few stupid mistakes. Now he was sitting in university
canteen reading book and eating.

[Ybfan]

Kyle enjoyed work as usual, but mainly had to get away from advances he would get from the freshman girls that came to tour the campus. why did I volunteer? Oh right, was asked to since I was good in social situations. during the tour he let his mind wander and thought he needed some action later. Upside, he knew who to call and would just meet up with them after class.

Kyles late night class was a cakewalk as usual since he took it to get an easy grade. The writing class took very little effort and was something he enjoyed, so it felt pretty painless. Randomly, Gabriel's face would pop up and took Kyle aback for a moment or two.

"Hey Kyle, you rang?" A grin spread across Trevor's face.

"I did."

"Your place or mine?"

"Let's go to your place."

[Ybfan]

The next day was nice. The sun was out and people on campus were walking around or riding their bikes. One would have to watch out if they saw bicyclists, they seemed to be in another world and not paying attention to anyone.

[zajawa]

Gabriel sighed and started looking through the glass of canteen window. Beautiful weather draw people outside. Couples .. groups of friends.
And allll that shit ...
He knew it would be so so now he sought with his eyes a bench on which was installed a little surprise. Small device producing electricity. Just enough energy for one short time but it was completely sufficient for improving Gabriels mood. He pressed the switch and started to laugh when he looked on stressed out couple that few seconds ago was enamoured with each other.
"Serves you right", he whispered.

[Ybfan]

Gabriel noticed how the couple cursed and looked around try to figure out if something hit them. Noticing nothing, they both got up and left holding hands. If Gabriel looked around, he would notice Kyle and another man next to him and talking.

[zajawa]

As he noticed Max talking with some man he felt a little pang of jealousy. He tried to sit still but few minutes later he was out and sitting on a bench near them.
And now I am a stalker. How fuckin' cool of me...

[Ybfan]

"So Kyle, feeling any better?"

"Yeah, thanks....why are you still following me anyways? Isn't sports medicine on the otherside of campus?"

"I'm wounded, I just thought we can catch up since we haven't talked for a week or two until last night."

The two carried on their conversation as neither noticed Gabriel.

(Work time! See you on in 8 hours)

[zajawa]

[see ya ^^ have a nice day~ ]
Night... Does it mean they had sex or just catch up as friends...? But two weeks.. It is a long time for not seeing your friend right? And then he mention one night..
Gabriel was sitting there now really more confused than before. He jumped when his cell phone rang. He looked on the caller ID. "Witch".
"Not now ..", said rejecting the call from his mother.

[Ybfan]

"I've been busy-" Kyle jumped into Trevor when he suddenly heard something go off. Trevor busted out laughing.

"Dude! The look on your face was priceless! Hey, great job on scaring him!" Trevor walked over as Kyle buried his face in his hand without looking who was there.