Hello Readers! It’s me PurpleBud, the author of GTG Series. Thank you for supporting me and had made it all the way up to this chapter. I want to voice out my appreciation but sadly I couldn’t so I’m here to tell you how grateful I am and decided to put a Bonus Chapter! Here we would have a sneak peak of what who will be on the second story! It will be the prologue for that so stay tuned for more! Mind you it’s not Yenn but it will be the second visit of Ivis on the island since he left at the first story!

Ivis POV

Something has been bothering me a lot lately, always seeing a person in my dream for a while, a smiling face looking at me with sad eyes, it was definitely hinted with disappointment but no, it’s a glint of regret and repressed loneliness. Reminding me of the look on my mom’s face whenever she was bothered or disappointed.

I always stare at people’s face, not that it was a hobby or a thing of mine, its not that I felt great when I look at people’s eyes and its definitely not a habit either. I just like seeing expressions, different set of reactions whether it was a faked smile to hide pain, a laugh of bitterness, a hint of unnerving jealousy or a poker faced response. It would always bring a wave of excitement and an unending thrill to my boring life.

Sure, I have everything but I never had this so called “genuine happiness” that many people speak about, it was quite confusing but it has its perks. Therefore, the journey of scrutinizing and understanding people that I got dragged into, made me stumble upon the kinkiest kink. Recently has been a torturing event, a wave of sleepless nights and a total malfunction of my entire system had driven me insanely mad. I couldn’t get that smiling face out of my head! No matter how busy I made myself to forget thinking, it would popped up after a second of rest or thought. I couldn’t shut my brain down nor restart it. I went to the island where I secluded my favorite to— favorite players. Since, they entertain my boredom and bring the laughs out of me, I kept them.

We arrived in the Island, got down from the plane and my gut is already urging me to see that god darn nightmare of a face. I was quite thrilled, never expected myself to long for someone’s look, not that I hated it. I scan through the members count them one by one, searching for his features but he’s not there. It’s quite disappointing that he didn’t greet me but I don’t care, he’s inside anyway. I straddled my way to the terrace seeing a sleeping face that I missed and resented. My heart itched, wanting to strangle his neck but something is telling me that I missed him, missed that nightmarish smile that tortured me for days and that soulless eyes that flicker a glint of joy when he saw me the first time.

I climbed up and sit on his stomach, staring at his close shut eyes as I unconsciously reached out my hand touching his pale cheeks. He suddenly woke up which scared the shit out of me, damn don’t open your eyes abruptly! He looked at me quite dazed, giving me a blank face. I stared at him, feeling something weird at my stomach that I unconsciously kiss his lips, I smiled, trying to not get his pissed or shocked reaction because I did an unbelievable thing! I couldn’t stop, we did speak but I couldn’t remember. Still trying to stole a smack or two and expecting a reaction but he just smiled…

Smiled genuinely that it sparkled a hint of joy in his eyes…..

It put a lump on my throat, I leaned down burying my face on his chest. Its so shameful, I just met him a month or so and its not even a physical meet up. But here I was, being clingy and hungry for his touch. It’s a bit of a bother but I don’t want him to hate me, suddenly a waft of fresh peach scent tickled my nose, soothing my mind, tucking me to sleep….

At last… my long awaited rest…