Amnesia Love: The Five Boyfriends Challenge
Chapter 26-Searching for my freckled boy.

Thirty minutes later, I stood at the gate of Harvard University.

Gazing at the illustrious school gate sign, I briefly regretted declining the opportunity to study here. However, that regret lasted only a moment.

I didn't inform Aiden of my whereabouts. I simply informed him that I would assist him in resolving the matter, and all he needed to do was book a restaurant for the night and prepare to spend it with me.

I didn't inform Docker either, but I requested Monford to provide his driver for the day. I'm uncertain of Docker's whereabouts, he vanished when I followed Sofia to the project.

I relish the utmost freedom when I'm alone.

"I'm coming for you, Karswell!"

Donning my sunglasses, I strolled onto the campus with my Hermes Birkin bag, commencing the arduous search for the freckled boy, Karswell.

Although I possess his contact information, I've decided not to contact him directly. I aim to surprise him and kindle his desire for me.

However, while the concept is enticing, reality often proves cruel. The campus is sprawling, with numerous teaching buildings, and navigating it in high heels is impractical.

Taking a chance, I approached a handsome guy and inquired about Karswell. To my surprise, I discovered information about him effortlessly.

This handsome young man is Karswell's classmate in the computer science department and informed me that Karswell was presently attending a math class.

The handsome lad expressed his willingness to escort me to Karswell's class. While I appreciate his charm, the last thing I need is another handsome man.

At the classroom entrance, the young man requested my contact details. I smiled and slipped a hundred dollar bill into his pocket. With a look of surprise on his face, I pushed open the door of the classroom and confidently strode in. As I stepped inside, all eyes turned toward the uninvited visitor.

An elderly gentleman with white hair and beard was lecturing. Adjusting his heavy glasses, he scrutinized the student list in his hand before turning his gaze towards me.

"Are you one of my students? I don't recall seeing you in my class before."

"Oh, I'm not one of your students, Professor."

Thinking swiftly, I scanned the classroom, searching among the students for Karswell.

Soon, I spotted Karswell in the far corner of the last row. He sported a knitted hat and a Christmas tree sweater, resembling a gift from Santa Claus.

I couldn't suppress my laughter, eliciting strange looks from the professor and other students.

"Um, actually, I belong to the design department. I heard your class was exceptional, so I wanted to experience it firsthand. Unfortunately, I encountered an issue on my way here, and I'm terribly sorry for my tardiness." Placing a hand over my heart, I offered an apologetic expression.

Professor White Beard welcomed my presence in his class, displaying tolerance towards my delay.

"It's alright, as long as you made it here safely. Feel free to take any seat you like. The class has just commenced your timing is quite impeccable."

"Thank you, Professor."

Glancing at Karswell once more, I made my way over to the row where he sat, under his surprised gaze.

"Hello, is this seat next to you taken?"

"Uh..."

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Repeating patiently, he hastily moved his backpack to the other side.

"Of course, please, go ahead and sit!"

Observing his anxious demeanor brought me immense satisfaction.

Encouraged by my presence, Professor White Beard's lecture gained vigor, and he occasionally directed questions my way to check if I followed along.

How could I possibly understand? I barely comprehend high school math.

I disregarded Professor White Beard's gaze, propped my chin on my hand, and focused solely on Karswell.

Uncomfortable under my scrutiny, Karswell whispered, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"Because you're adorable."

I continued to watch him, his curly hair peeking out from under his hat. Unable to resist, I reached out and toyed with a strand.

"Is your curly hair natural?"

"Y-Yes. I'm in class..."

Retracting his hair from my grasp, Karswell shifted away.

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I also adjusted my position to be with him. I'll pursue him wherever he hides.

Eventually, his entire body was pressed against the wall, and I was almost sitting in his lap.

His breathing grew labored with nervousness, forgetting to exhale.

"If you don't breathe, you'll pass out," I kindly reminded him, deciding to cease teasing and allow him to focus on the lesson.

I'm unsure if all universities operate similarly, but this single class lasted nearly two hours, during which I dozed off for a couple of hours.

When the bell rang, Professor White Beard hastily gathered his belongings, shooting me a glare as he exited. I suspect he saw through my ruse.

Turning my head, I observed Karswell still engrossed in his writing.

"Aren't you leaving after class?"

"Well, I have some things to attend to... You..."

Karswell intended to inquire about my unexpected presence, but he was interrupted.

"Hey there, our brilliant mathematician, did you jot down today's assignment from the professor?Just like last time, remember to bring our homework to the usual spot tomorrow afternoon."

It was a blonde girl in a purple slip dress. Her makeup was excessive, and her lips resembled those of Disney's Donald Duck. The overpowering scent of her perfume made me want to flee. Behind her stood two girls and two boys, forming a small clique with the blonde girl.

What kind of clique? The sort that bullies honest students?

An immediate discomfort washed over me. Do they treat me as invisible while bullying others in my presence?