CHAPTER 289: CHAPTER 289: SUN’S REAL IDENTITY

He pointed at her again, but this time with a trembling hand. "If you do that, I’ll tell my dad to kick you out of this building!"

Aurora just smiled. "Then go ahead. Tell your dad. I’ll wait."

With that, she walked to the elevator, stepped inside, and pressed the button for the 6th floor.

But before the doors could close, the boy rushed forward and jammed his foot between the doors, stopping them from shutting.

Aurora stared at him, her eyebrow twitching.

"Seriously?" she muttered under her breath.

The boy suddenly stuck his foot in the elevator door’s sensor, making it impossible for the doors to close. Aurora’s jaw tightened in frustration.

"What now?" she muttered.

The boy smirked, standing just outside the elevator.

"You’re not leaving until you say you like me. I’ll keep doing this as long as I have to."

Aurora glared at him, her patience almost gone. She crossed her arms, waiting. A minute passed. Then another. The boy was still grinning, watching her, as the elevator doors refused to close.

’Two minutes,’ she thought, feeling her anger bubble up. She was about to lose it. ’I really don’t have time for this.’

The boy stood there, enjoying every second of her frustration. But as the doors started to close again, he stuck his foot out one last time. He clearly liked watching her fume.

Just as Aurora was about to push the annoying boy out of the way, someone shouted behind him.

"Jason! What do you think you’re doing?!"

Aurora looked up to see a well-dressed woman marching toward them.

She had sharp eyes, red lipstick, and a frown that looked permanent. She grabbed the boy by his collar and pulled him away from the elevator doors.

"Ow! Mom! I was just talking to her!" Jason whined.

"Talking? Is that what you call this nonsense?" the woman snapped, then turned to Aurora with a glare.

"And you! What kind of person are you? Couldn’t you press the door open button? What if my precious son’s leg got stuck in the elevator?! Are you that careless?!"

Aurora didn’t even blink. Before the woman, definitely a full-on Karen, could finish her sentence, the elevator doors closed with a satisfying ding, cutting her off mid-lecture.

Aurora pressed the button for the sixth floor, leaned back, and let out a soft sigh.

For the first time in the last fifteen minutes, she felt peaceful. ’Thank God Karen arrived,’ she thought. ’If not, that ridiculous boy might have actually made my life a nightmare.’

Aurora stared at the glowing floor numbers. She had been one second away from snapping, and who knows what might’ve happened if she did? At least now, she was alone. Safe. Calm.

By the time she reached her apartment, all her frustration was gone. She walked straight to her bed, flopped face-first onto the mattress, and fell asleep almost instantly.

The next morning, soft sunlight lit up Aurora’s room. She yawned and sat up, rubbing her eyes. Just then, she heard a bit of rustling from outside her door.

When she walked out, she saw Olivia standing in front of the mirror, dressed in a simple but elegant white dress. Her dark hair was tied back, and she looked fresh and excited.

Aurora raised an eyebrow. "Whoa. Where are you going? Is there some function I don’t know about?"

Olivia looked at Aurora through the mirror and smiled. "Good morning to you too," she said before turning around.

"It’s a one-day university trip. We’re going to the Green Prairies for inspiration. A lot of people will be painting or writing poetry, so I thought I’d dress a little nicely."

At that moment, Aurora suddenly paused. A flicker of memory from her dream came rushing back. She had forgotten about it until now. Her expression turned serious.

"Olivia," she said quietly. "Stay away from water today. And... if possible, don’t sit near the window in the bus."

Olivia blinked, confused. "Huh? Why?"

Aurora didn’t explain much. She just said, "Trust me. If you listen to me, you’ll avoid something dangerous."

Olivia stared at her, puzzled. Then she slowly nodded. "Okay... I won’t sit near water or by the window. Anything else?"

Aurora hesitated for a second, then said, "Also... stay away from Eleanor. Don’t hang out with her today. In fact, if you can, avoid standing near her at all."

Now Olivia narrowed her eyes. "Sometimes, it feels like you know something," she said slowly. "Like... something you aren’t telling us."

Aurora smiled faintly and said nothing. Olivia stared at her for a second more, then gave up with a sigh and a shrug.

"One more thing. Eleanor is Sun."

Olivia froze before looking at Aurora with a hesitant expression. "Her painting... is too bad. It’s not possible."

"It is. She is just hiding her talent."

Olivia blinked and still argued, "But... there must have been even a little sign, right? Not to mention... she wouldn’t have hidden it from me since the beginning, considering that we had a good relationship in the beginning."

Aurora shook her head.

"That’s the problem. She never approached you with the intention to be close friends."

Olivia remained rooted in her place for a long time before nodding at Aurora. She grabbed her bag and left.

Aurora grinned, knowing that Olivia had taken her words seriously.

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At the university, the buses were parked in front, ready to leave. Olivia arrived in time and found many of her classmates standing around, chatting and laughing. Everyone seemed excited about the picnic.

A few girls rushed up to her as soon as they saw her.

"Olivia! You look so pretty today!"

"Are you going to paint something amazing again? Maybe another one of your dreamy fields?"

"Oh! By the way," one of them asked suddenly, "Are you the artist who goes by the name ’Sun’? Please tell us you are!"

Olivia blinked in surprise. "Sun? Me? No. I don’t even know who Sun is."