Cherry's POV
I could see a frown forming on Cheryl's face, ''Why is that a problem?''
Taking in a deep breath, I mentally prepared myself to drop this revelation, ''You know how we sneaked out to a club that day and almost died?''
Cheryl nodded cautiously, her brain probably taking her back to the memories of that night, ''How could I forget? And that man that took them down, uff!''
She shuddered.
I scoffed, ''Ok, so don't scream or die, just listen, ok?''
Cheryl looked at me with anticipation, as if she were waiting for a lottery result.
''It's him, the guy that took downthe goons.''
She didn't say anything for a minute as she stared at me like an owl, ''Cheryl, say something!''
''You are crazy'' she muttered almost to herself.
I got up from the bed, shaking her shoulders to break her out of her stupor.
''How am I crazy?! He is the one who is crazy!''
Cheryl gave me a look of concern now, ''I can't believe someone like him studies here, what is his name or major?''
