"Wake up! it's late already!". A male voice was heard as the owner of the voice slightly hit me on my shoulder.

"Let me be!". Cecelia said as she shoveled the hands away from her shoulder, with a frown on her face.

The owner of the hand continued to hit her on her shoulder, which made her shoot her eyes wide open as she seized the hand which is currently on her shoulder.

"The next time you touch me again, I'll end up making your life a living hell". Cecelia said before ...