Cayenne was still dumbstruck with what Stefan did. She touched her lips with her fingertips and swallowed drily. "That was my first official kiss. Oh my god! That idiot just stole it away from me. Well, I let him do something far beyond a kiss already and I – ahh! I'm an idiot, too! Why did I let him to that? Why?!" she slapped her forehead again and again while walking towards the couch where she sat during lunch.

  "I can't believe we just did that kind of thing in his office. And I can't believe that I was so daring to do something like that." She told herself while she covered her face with the throw pillow. She was getting embarrassed now. However, there's nothing she can do about it. There's no point in crying over spilled milk. "I guess I just have to toughen up myself and face him head on."

  When Stefan came out dressed with different set of clothes, Cayenne refused to look at him. She just told herself that she'd face him head on but she felt embarrassed and her confident completely flew out of her body now that she's standing right in front of him.

  "Do you like me shoes?" Stefan questioned her. His lips were pulled up into a smile while watching her flustered face in amusement.

  "Why are you asking me about your shoes?" she returned the question back to him but she didn't raise her head yet.

  "My dear, you've been playing the staring game with my shoes for a while now. I'm wondering if you like my shoes more than me." Cayenne rolled her eyes at him. Stefan chuckled seeing this familiar eye movement of hers. He sat on the space beside her and kissed the top of her head. "I won't say sorry for what I've done earlier."

  "I don't need your apology either. I let you have your way so, that counted me partly at fault in this matter."

  Stefan rubbed her arms while kissing the side of her face. "I'll finish my remaining work on my desk first. Let's have a date later with that school uniform."

  "Okay."

  When Stefan left her side to do his work, she started to feel calm. She picked up her phone and checked the social media updates. Unbeknownst to her, Stefan secretly took a picture of her.

  'My girlfriend is dressing up as a student to make up for the time that we didn't meet during our teenage years. Sweet, isn't she?' Stefan posted the picture in his timeline.

  Since Cayenne set a notification specifically for Stefan's update, she instantly knew when he posted something again. She clicked on her notification bar and checked what was his new post. It was a picture of her who was playing with her phone, dressed up as a student, sitting on the couch inside his office.

  "Pretty. Cayenne posted this comment right below the picture.

  "Narcissistic, aren't you?" Stefan asked her when he read her comment.

  "Not really. I just want to appreciate my own beauty which is incomparable to anyone. Besides, you fell for me so, I guess that counts me being pretty."

  "You have a point." Stefan pressed on her comment and left a reply. "Of course. Her beauty is incomparable."

  Seeing his reply on her comment, Cayenne couldn't stop herself from laughing. They were acting like silly children. Many people noticed this post of Stefan as well and many people left their comments.

  "His girlfriend is indeed pretty."

  "The uniform she's wearing is our school uniform. Did she go to our school before?"

  "She's pretty and very thoughtful as well. Stefan is a lucky bastard."

  These were from the perspective of those people who didn't know Cayenne at all. However, her colleagues at work frowned when the saw the picture.

  "Uh…is it just me or does this girl looks Cayenne?" one of the employees asked and sent the question to another employee. They talked about it from their point of view but in the end, they couldn't conclude anything because they didn't observe anything out of ordinary between their boss and their colleague.

  "Wow! This pretty looks like Cayenne from the side of her face." Another employee commented and sent the picture to her best friend who also works in Clover Hotel.

  Because of this post, Cayenne became a topic of her colleagues but they will also dismiss it because they still thought that Cayenne's boyfriend was from the entertainment industry.

  Feeling bored and tired of what happened earlier, Cayenne fell asleep on the couch of Stefan's office. He stood up and carried her off to his room and placed her on his bed so that she'll sleep comfortably.

  After two hours, Cayenne woke up and looked around the familiar room. 'Did he carry me to sleep here?' she mentally asked while looking around for her things. Her phone and bag were on the bedside drawer. "It's few minutes before six." She told herself after checking the time. She stood up and went to the bathroom to fix her clothes and hair. She sprayed a little amount of perfume and checked herself in front of the mirror.

  She inhaled and exhaled several times to mentally prepare herself. 'I think I'm going crazy for this man.' She told herself and mentally sighed. "Let it be. I won't love anyone else but him, anyway." She gave her own reflection a playful wink before going out of the bathroom.

  When she got back to his room, Stefan was already sitting on his bed, waiting for her.

  "Are you ready to be seen in public with your teacher?" Stefan asked with a wide grin on his face. "You better not regret it."

  "Teacher, if someone finds out that we're dating, it will be super bad for you. You will be expelled." Cayenne played her role and even batted her lashes, acting cute and sexy in front of him.

  "Such a naughty child." Stefan pulled her close to him and kissed the tip of her nose. "This teacher will send you home right after our date."

  "Hmp! If I know, teacher just want to come with me to my house."

  Stefan burst out laughing once again. He lost count of the times that she made him laugh and he really liked the feeling of having fun with her. She would also take a step out of her comfort zone just to make him smile and laugh which Stefan appreciated so much.