Xander nodded. After he grasped Flora's hand, his body not only regained its composure, but also felt an incredible coolness.

"Women's sentimentality is wrapped by the sense of taste, which is sharper than men's. Makes medical science unsuitable for women," Professor Gilbert quipped to the unconscious student.

Everyone seemed to be still holding their breath.

"Besides bones, the human body is supported and moved by muscles. Muscles work on the orders of our brains, so if you believe you can become a doctor, please show me the location of the radial nerve." Professor Gilbert explained by asking a question. 

"You!"

Grazelle pointed to herself. "Me, Professor?"

"You know the radial nerve?"

Grazelle was silent. As she recalled in the discussion earlier, Professor Gilbert did not explain about the radial nerve. Maybe she missed the material when she was chatting with Xander earlier.

Still not answered by Grazella, Flora raised her hand. "The nerve leading to the thumb." The answer is sure.

Professor Gilbert didn't argue. He was silent, which meant that Flora's answer was correct, though incomplete. 

Now it was Xander's turn to get Professor Gilbert's appointment. He was ordered to be able to show the location of the radial nerve.

"Here!" Xander placed the tip of the needle on the wrist of the skinless corpse.

"What you're showing are blood vessels, not nerves." Professor Gilbert said.

Xander backed away. Now it's Alex and Morin's turn, but neither of the needles they've stab is right. 

"Here!" Flora calmly put down the needle.

A smile tugged at the professor's lips. "Yes you're right!" He praised.

Xander looked at Flora, she was indeed smart.

***

Practice is over, it means class is over. In the hallway leading to the classroom where many other students passed, Xander walked briskly to keep pace with Flora who was walking in front of him.

"Wait!"

Flora still ignored him. The hazel eyed woman who prefers to wear a hoodie is reading a book solemnly. Her mouth seemed to be muttering with his brain surfing to digest every material she read. In addition to reading medical books, she also likes to read fantasy novels that tell about princesses and princes who live eternally.

"Wait, Flora!"

Flora closed her book and turned to the voice call. Xander, the man was walking beside him.

"I need some time to talk to you." Xander said.

"When?"

"Now, but not here. We're going to the park."

Xander pulled Flora's arm towards a garden. Grazella, who had just come out of class about to go home, looked jealously at Xander holding Flora's hand.

Arriving at the park, the two of them sat on an iron chair. Accompanied by the breeze that brushes the skin giving coolness. Flora's long hair was blowing back and forth in the wind. Indeed it is the end of November, which is where three more days will enter the winter that will last until mid-March.

"what do you want to talk about?" asked Flora. Now the girl spoke up. A very rare sound.

Xander let go of his hand. Now he could feel the difference. If you want to be safe from this girl, when close Xander must hold her hand. If not, then Xander would feel something like in the classroom and in the laboratory earlier. So now, before it was too late he grabbed her hand again.

"Sorry, I have to hold your hand."

"No problem."

"Actually who are you?" Xander asked straight to the point.

Flora furrowed her brows in disbelief. "You mean?"

"You know? When I chose an empty seat near you, I felt a different energy, as well as during practice earlier. But I quickly found the answer, the energy in your body is good energy, so if I am close to you, then I must hold your hand as a form of prevention so that my energy and your energy do not attack each other." Xander explained.

Flora still didn't understand what the blue eyed man in front of her was saying. His words were exactly the same as in the novels she had read.

Flora looked away. Staring at the white clouds in the sky. One more thing besides her hobby of reading, she likes to look up at the sky when she is alone. I don't know, Xander's question seemed to her like a joke.

"I'm Flora, and I'm one hundred percent human. There's no argument whatsoever that proves I'm not human." She said coldly.

"But your energy, Flo!"

Flora raised one side of her mouth. "All humans have energy too, it's funny if that humans don't have energy!"

"I know, but your energy is different from other humans."

"Then you think I'm not human? If not, then what am I?"

Xander fell silent.

A vibrating cell phone broke their conversation, Flora stared at the screen of the cellphone that was taken out of her bag. It turned out that Simon was already at the front gate to pick her up.

Without saying goodbye, Flora left just like that, leaving Xander who was still full of puzzles.

***

The night came with a chill. It was already eleven o'clock at night, but Flora still couldn't close her eyes. She had been feeling restless with thoughts going here and there.

Not once or twice did Flora remember her meeting with the mysterious woman in the backyard of the campus who told her to get out of the house, and be careful with her parents. Also what Xander had said earlier in the garden that she had a different energy from other humans.

A knock on the door suddenly interrupted her thoughts. The unlocked bedroom door made it easy for Lorenza to enter. It came with a glass of milk on a tray. Usually Nania brought it, but this time her kind mother took her place.

"Drink milk first, Flo." She said kindly by placing the tray on the nightstand and she sat on the edge of the bed.

Flora shuffled into her seat. For a moment she looked at her mother.

"Nania is not feeling well, so Mother brought you milk. You are usually lazy to go down," continued Lorenza again, as if she knew what was on Flora's mind.

Flora also reached for the glass to drink. Instantly she remembered the mysterious woman's message earlier. In his heart he denied, how could his mother put poison in this glass.

"Drink, Honey."

Flora nodded. When the tip of the glass reached her lips, a strong wind blew the window open. The strong wind made the curtains shuffle here and there. Suddenly a painting that was hanging above the door fell, causing Flora to accidentally spill milk in shock.

'Failed!' thought Lorenza.