Selena's POV;

"My name is Cyrus Robinson."

He said as my eyes went wide. Did I hear that right? He is Cyrus! The one I knew. Or is it? He seems so different. Earlier when I met him, I felt he looked a lot familiar. And when I heard the professor call him Cyrus, some part of me knew he might be the one. But he looks so same yet so different. At first I thought there could be thousands of Cyrus in the world, but now when he told me his full name I am sure it is him. But how? He is so changed now! He has grown taller and his shoulders are now wide. It looks like he works out and he has become so confident and bold judging from his voice and tone. If it is that Cyrus, then doesn't he recognise me? Maybe he forgot all about me.

12 years ago;

"Cyrus come on! Hurry up or we are gonna be late for school!"

I said as I look back at Cyrus who is running behind me and trying to keep up. Cyrus was a bit weak and very bad at sports. He was fragile but I never ever judged him for that. Because he was my friend and I loved spending time with him. I met him when I first saved him from a bunch of bullies. After that we soon became friends. It was all fun until....3 years later....

"Don't talk to me ever again."

He said while facing down, not once looking up to face me

"But why...?"

I asked with worry. What happened so suddenly?

"You are just like everyone else, right? You are pitying me because they all pick on me!"

He said with his voice raised and I shook my head

"No...no...I have never once thought like that. I don't pity you. Why are you talking like this?"

I said as I tried to grab his hand but he moved it back. And then he moved a few steps back.

"Stop lying! You've just been hanging out with me because of pity. I hate people like you. I hate you! I don't want anyone pitying on me. Just don't ever contact me again."

He said and then he ran away while I wanted to run after him. I stood there in shock having a hard time believing what he just said.

Soon after that a month later...he moved to another city and I never heard from him ever since...

Present;

I write his name down as I then fill out the rest of the form.

I turn to give the paper and pen to him so that he could sign but he just stares at me. Has he finally remembered me? But he then takes the paper, signs it and hands it back to me.

"So what do I do now?"

He asked as I give him a new paper and a marker

"Write down or draw ideas for the poster."

I said while continuing to search for ideas on the internet

"Can't you do that?"

He complained

"...fine. Then search up some ideas on the internet."

I said as he shrugged

"You can do that as well, right?"

He said. I was starting to get annoyed.

"Okay then go pick up those papers from end of the hall."

I said as he started thinking something and then said,

"But that requires me to actually carry stuff."

"You really don't want to do anything, do you?"

I asked and he smiled

"Yup."

He said. I mentally slapped myself. What did I get stuck with?

"Fine. I'll ask Professor to give you some other job."

I said

"No. Don't do that. He's gonna give me even more tough punishment for ditching this work."

He said. I don't get what he wants me to do then but if he isn't gonna be of much help, then he should just go away.

"How about this? You do all the work...and I'll take you with me to the bar and treat you to a few drinks?"

He said with a smug look on his face.

"No, thanks."

I replied instantly

"You don't want to go to the bar with me? With me? What could be better than going with me?"

He said as he actually looked like he was puzzled. Seriously. This is not the Cyrus I remember. He was never this self centred and proud of himself.

"Not going."

I said. He then started laughing after a few minutes. I stared at him. Is he okay? Does his mind even works? Why is he suddenly laughing? Maybe he's going crazy.

"You sure are interesting."

He said after he stopped laughing

"And you sure think too high of yourself. Maybe I hurt your pride by rejecting to go out with you because apparently you don't get a lot of rejections."

I said as I rolled my eyes. I was annoyed at the fact he wasn't doing much work and he won't even let me work

"Well you are true. About the rejection part though. Not the pride part. Don't worry, someone like you can never hurt my pride."

He said while grabbing the paper and marker

"It's only till 9. Now tell me what the topic is."

He added.

I can't believe he doesn't know what the topic is. But then again, he didn't ask about it in the first place so its no surprise.

"Well its about Women's right and mainly on the sexual abuse and assault part."

I said as he looked shocked and said,

"Say what?"

"Why? Does it now hurt your pride that being a man you have to make posters for women rights?"

I asked

"Nah. I'm not like that. I was just surprised that's all."

He said as now I was surprised. I imagined he would deny working on it but he didn't. Weird.

"So what else do we have to do?"

He asked while drawing the ideas for the posters.

"Well we need around 300 posters which we will print and then we need around five banners..."

I said. I stopped talking as I looked to see if he was listening or not. But he seemed a lot focus on what he was designing so I think he wasn't listening at all. He's working hard. It's strange.

I went back to my research and I found a few designs. Two of those I really like. What if I combined these two together. Will that look good? I need another opinion about this. I turn to look at Cyrus. Should I ask him or not? He's just gonna say go with whatever.

"Done!"

He said while smiling. He looked proud of what he had made.

"Show me."

I said. He hands me the paper as I look at it with awe. This is perfect!

"How..."

I said with surprise

"You know how to draw?"

I added

"No!"

He replied instantly

"I mean....drawing is for nerds and I don't know how to draw at all..."

He said

"...Okay..."

I replied while raising an eyebrow in questioning. He was being weird. He clearly knows how to draw. I've seen sketches like this only by the art major students or students who are good at it. If he is good at drawing then why hide it?

"Well look at the time. It's 9 now...I'm gonna go. My friends are waiting for me."

He said as he then quickly ran away

"Wait..."

I called out after him but he was gone before I know it. That idiot! We still had to finalise the colour coordination of this design. Maybe I can do it myself.

The next day;

It was during lunch time and I was with my friend Riley. We are actually a group of three, me, Riley and Dean. But Dean broke his foot two days ago after falling down from the stairs.

"So how are your posters coming along?"

Riley asked

"They're going okay."

I said while taking a sip of my coffee

"Let me guess. He isn't of much help so you have to do everything by yourself."

Riley said. She rolled her eyes and takes a sip of her juice.

"That's not true. He was of help. In fact yesterday he.."

I stop talking. Should I tell her about how good is he at drawing? But I don't think he wants anyone to know. But she's my best friend. Besides I didn't promise him not to tell anyone.

"He what?"

She asked

"He helped me finalise the designs of the poster. Now its time to decide where it's colours will be and then we have to print them."

I replied. It didn't feel right telling her how he came up with the design himself. If he feels embarrassed about it then who am I to tell everyone.

"So what did you do after he was gone? I wish I could've helped you. But we had extra volleyball practice. That damn old man won't leave us alone! He said since our first match is coming up we have to work even harder."

She said with annoyance

"Tsk tsk tsk"

I said

"Cyrus! Man you totally missed the basketball match last week. Where were you?"

"Speaking of which you didn't come for dinner yesterday?

I turn to see Cyrus with his group surrounding him as they made their way into the cafeteria. Suddenly the room's atmosphere had become all lively ever since they came in. Well whatever. They are still being noisy.

"Umm...Cyrus. You still need to hand in your assignment."

A girl came up to him and said to him

"I have to?"

He replied

"Yes. It's important. And you are part of the group so you have to also be a part of it."

The girl said

"Do you want me to hand it in so badly?"

He replied as he gave his teasing smile

"Well..."

The girl was about to reply when Cyrus moves in a bit closer and says,

"How about I hand it in if you give me a kiss?"

He smirked as the girl giggled and blushed

"You're such a flirt."

The guys next to Cyrus said as they laughed

"Cyrus!"

Came an angry voice as we all turn to see Jen come inside

"What?"

Cyrus replied in annoyance while ignoring to look at her

"What are you doing?"

She said glaring at the other girl

"What are you getting so worked up about? It's not like you're my girlfriend."

He replied. Everyone in the cafeteria went oohhh. I think everybody was enjoying this.

"Huh...what..."

Jen said as she was lost for words. She was trying to think of something to say.

Cyrus looks at the other girl, smiles and says,

"I'll hand you the assignment later on."

He then looks at his friends and they all start walking away from Jen who stands there dumbstruck.

Riley snickered while I kind of felt bad for Jen. But then again, Cyrus is kind of a jerk so it was expected.

"Hey, Mary. You going to see the match after this?"

Riley asked. There was this football match afterwards of our university with some other university. Everyone was pretty hyped about it.

"Yeah of course."

I replied. I loved sports a lot! But I don't play them anymore. I don't have confidence anymore.

"There's also gonna be a women volleyball match next week."

Riley said. We both had finished eating and drinking so we got up from our seats and grabbed our bags.

"I...won't be going to that one..."

I said in a low voice

"You still miss it?"

Riley said. I used to play volleyball a lot. I was a champion back in middle school. I had even won district tournaments and our team got second in the national tournament. But...then I stopped playing.

"...No.."

I replied after a pause

"Don't lie.."

Riley said

"Come on. Let's go. We are gonna be late. We need to get the best seats otherwise we will have to stand."

I said ignoring what Riley just said. It doesn't matter if I miss playing it or not. I am never going to play it again. I lost my confidence a long time ago.

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