Chapter 5
When I got home, I was surprised to find Evren actually there.[]
He sat on the leather sofa against the wall that never got sunlight, his dark eyes quietly watching me, motionless.]
“What did you go to the academic office for today?” he suddenly asked, his tone flat but with an imperceptible tension.[]
I was somewhat surprised.[]
He was actually initiating conversation.[]
I casually brushed him off: “Liam is preparing to apply for graduate school abroad. I accompanied him directions suit him.“]
Evren frowned, clearly displeased: “What’s there to look at in something like that?”
Lalmost replied:
pick
schools and
see which program
Not everyone is like you, naturally smooth sailing, effortlessly getting into prestigious schools and winning research awards.
get it.
But in that moment, physical exhaustion washed over me like a tide. I said nothing, just nodded, not wanting to argue anymore.
I thought to myself, if Evren really planned to move back, I needed to pack my things quickly and send them to the new school I’d be
“Sonia.”
He called my name in a low voice, his tone cold as ice.[]
I had just walked past the living room when my wrist was suddenly grabbed. Before I could react, I fell into his arms.
The next second, he leaned down and bit my lower lip hard-
The force made me gasp and my eyes flew open.[]
He finally released me.[]
attending.
I stared at him in a daze, almost forgetting that this man, during our first kiss three years ago, had been as awkward and stiff as if facing a death sentence.
He had germaphobia, was difficult, and was extremely particular about boundaries.]
We’d been dating for three months before he ever kissed me once.
Our first kiss was on my birthday. He’d been too busy with a project and forgot to prepare a gift, so he asked what I wanted as compensation.[]
So we had our first kiss.[]
That day, he was stunned for a long time, his face unusually flushed.]]
Finally, he just silently looked at me, gently wiping my glistening lips with his fingertip, then said softly:
“Sonia, is there anything… you want to tell me?“]
Evren’s voice pulled me back from the memory.[]
He stared at me, his gaze sharp, almost piercing through me.[]
Probably because he noticed I didn’t immediately soften like usual, making him sense something was wrong.
Goodbye, My Genius Boyfriend
Chapter 5
He was right–I did have a lot to say.[]
But Evren, what do you want me to say?
Should I say that the one time you accompanied me for my birthday, you left me before midnight to go to the lab?]
Should I say the cake you bought had mango filling, and I’m severely allergic to mango, so I ended up in the ER in an ambulance?
Should I say I was in the hospital for nine days–feverish, on IV drips, exhausted–and you never sent a single message or answered a single call?
Should I say I missed the most important exam because of that allergic reaction, and failing that course would make all my three years of fighting for high grades meaningless?
Should I say that night I crawled home from the hospital with a 102°F fever, begging you to help me sign attendance, but you didn’t reply at all–instead helping that underclassman Linda who obviously had feelings for you?]
I took a long breath and looked up at him.]
“Evren, I’m really… so tired.“[]
I pushed away from his somewhat bewildered embrace and walked toward the room.[]
Halfway there, I suddenly stopped.
I turned back to look at him, my tone calm: “Do you like Linda?“]]
Evren’s face instantly darkened. He seemed extremely unwilling to answer this question, his tone cold and hard:[]
“No.”
I nodded.
Actually, I’d already guessed.[]
With Evren’s cold and arrogant personality, if he really liked someone, he would have told me to get out of this relationship long ago.
I paused, lowering my voice as if talking to myself: “Then… do you like me?“]]
This question seemed to hit a nerve.[]
Evren looked offended, his face instantly turning cold, his tone becoming impatient:[]
“Haven’t I already answered this question?”
I nodded.
Yes, you did answer it.
I still remember that day at the high school sports festival when I suddenly fainted from low blood sugar, and you carried me to the infirmary.
I fell in love with you at first sight, and afterward, like all the girls who fell for you, I gathered courage to confess.]
And you, like with everyone else, calmly and distantly rejected me:[]
“I don’t like you.“[]
That day, I stood by the field. The sun was bright, and the rugby game on the field wasn’t over yet.[]
I smiled slightly, my voice soft but incredibly firm:[]
“I understand.“]
