Sammy's POV
"Sorry, I'm late. Our prof dismissed us a little bit late.” We both look at where the voice is coming from.
"It's okay, Hijo. Have a seat so that I can start.” Our dean told him.
Me? I don’t know. It feels like I am seeing a ghost. I don’t know if I will stay still or run out. My heartbeat is deafening.
I got tenser when he looked at me. He’s smiling. While I don’t know what to do, he’s here… smiling at me. It's been what? Two years.
"Hi." He casually said.
"H-hello," I responded but not without getting stuttered.
"Okay since you both are now here, let’s start. I know you are wondering why are you here. Well, I'm asking both of you a favor. Yearly, our university is sending two outstanding students to a place where they will going to experience the
