I Breathe Euro

Chapter 3: I am his girlfriend.

"Hey, it's Ryan." Emma was delighted to see her classmate Ryan.

"So you want a ride to the campus?" Ryan smiled and asked.

"Sure," Emma was going to class anyway, so it doesn't matter how she goes there.

"Hop in." Ryan was on the left side of the car and on the right hand side of the road.

Emma happily went inside, and then before Emma could say anything, the car sped up.

Jack, who was left alone in the road, was a little disappointed, but 'Oh well, fuck them anyways,' then he started to walk towards the cab station. Jack has zero expectations from anyone.

" Hey!!! What the fuck? Why didn't you give him a ride too?" Emma, who was now sitting inside the car, was furious.

" Eh? I don't know him," Ryan says, feigning confusion.

"The way you said Mr. Antique, I thought you at least knew him," Emma felt betrayed.

"Oh, nah! He just wears antique clothes; that's why." Ryan laughed.

"Turn around; he's my friend," Emma insisted.

"Can't, there's no U-turn; sit tight; we'll reach the campus in a minute," Ryan said as he accelerated his car.

Jack, who was now in a cab, was pleased looking at his new phone; he felt motivated. He was a talented student, and today, after getting this phone, he promised himself to study hard till the mock test.

The mock test was around the corner. The mock test will commence in 5 days. That's why he couldn't find the book in the library and had to buy it.

"Hey son, you remember me?" The taxi driver glanced through the rearview mirror.

"Hey, it's you from yesterday; thank you for suggesting such a nice restaurant." Jack remembered the first cab he took yesterday and its kind-hearted driver, so he thanked him properly.

"You're welcome; why don't you get a cheap car? Cab fares are too much for a student." He was kindly reminding Jack that it would be a lot cheaper for Jack to have a car than riding around the city with cabs.

" Yeah? I ride bicycles sometimes," Jack replied.

"You can't take your date on a bicycle though." With a smile, the driver winked at Jack.

"Well, I don't have something like that." Jack blushed a little. Jack was not that good-looking; the only thing he got was his height; he was 6 feet 1 inches tall, with black hair and brown eyes. He looked average, and his financial situation didn't help either.

"It won't be long before you get someone you like." The driver parked in front of the campus and took payment from Jack through Jack's card.

"Thank you, mister," Jack said to the taxi driver as he walked towards his class. He looked at the new phone screen and the wallpaper, which depicted him when he was 5 years old and his parents were laughing.

"This new phone's display is nice; I could see my mother's face clearly; the previous phone had a crack where her face was," Jack murmured, gazing at his mother's face as he walked towards class.

"Hey, Jack. I am so sorry. I didn't know he would do something like that. Emma came running from behind, and she apologized.

Jack looked back and smiled, putting his phone in his pocket, and said, "No worries, I took a cab."

" Oh! Wanna go to class together?" Emma smiled as she spoke.

"Sure, let's go." Jack and Emma then went to classes together.

Jack after the classes was very serious about studying; he can't trust a random thing that came into his life suddenly and disrupted his plans; he was planning his life; from when his parents died, life was not that easy for him, so studying hard will make a difference in his life, or you can say he wanted to calm himself down from the constant breathing a lot.

Jack was breathing a lot last night because he could see his balance increase higher and higher, so he doesn't want to focus on it; studying will change his mind, so he was just diverting his mind.

Jack, who was walking towards his part-time job location, decided to quit his job because he would get enough rations for himself for a whole month as a backup and pay advance rent for the apartment for a year. This was all his backup plan.

After his first year, he will have more freedom, classes will become less important, and the urge to breathe more will decrease.

As Jack walked down the alley, he noticed a kind middle-aged man who was preparing to open up the diner.

"Hello, Chef, How have you been?" Jack asked very politely.

"Jack, dark circles are under your eyes again; you can always tell me if you want a break; I'll give you paid breaks." middle-aged man smiled and said, then handed Jack the gloves to help him out as usual.

Jack took the gloves, and, putting down his university bag, started to work. After working for one and a half hours, Jack went to take a little break.

"Chef, I am too busy nowadays; I seem to be unable to focus on my studies," Jack said while putting on the gloves again.

"Kiddo, remember to take care of yourself first. Free meals on each weekend; that's what I'll offer you as you quit your job." A middle-aged man predicted somehow that Jack would be quitting his job.

"How did you know?" Jack was stunned.

"I saw your beautiful phone; you were using it on your break, so you got some money by doing hustle business?" middle-aged man questioned. The middle-aged man was very confident in his guess.

"Hustle business?" Jack was confused.

"Yeah, those who buy from China in bulk and sell it here? What is that called? Drop shipping. I heard kid's nowadays earn millions in a month. " The middle-aged man smiled at the confused Jack.

"Yeah, thats correct, Chef." At first, Jack was confused, but he received a convincing explanation for his money in the bank.

After the work, Jack said goodbye to the middle-aged chef and went to a grocery store, buying every kind of food a month worth.

Jack has decided to go to a nearby gym after this mock test was over. Now that his financial issues have been resolved, he wants to maintain his health in order to make the most of his money.

Using the money just to get fat was not his style. Jack went to his apartment with the groceries and started his serious studies.

After one hour of studying, he took a break and took out a milkshake from the fridge with a straw in his mouth. He was drinking it leisurely then got a call.

*Ring*

" Emma? Why is she calling me?" Jack, who was enjoying his milkshake leisurely, was a little bit annoyed.

"Hello"

"Hello, Jack, Are you in your apartment?"

"Yes, I am; why are you asking?"

"Well, tonight Ryan is throwing a party, so I wanted to invite you. He said he's going to say sorry about this morning."

" Yeah? Well no, I am not interested."

"It'll be fun; come along."

"No, thank you for your invite though; I've got other plans for the night."

"Yo! "Dude, this is Ryan. Come to the party."

"No.. beep, beep.

Before Jack could properly say no, the phone call was cut off.

"This mofo, oh well, fuck them and their party" Jack, who was looking at the phone screen, saw his parents again; smilingly, he put down the phone and continued to study.

Jack, after studying for a few more hours, yawned, then ate dinner and fell asleep.

On the first day when he got the system, at night he was almost choking for breathing a lot; he was so excited, then swearing a promise to his dead parents that he would not be this hyper again.

The system was there, so there was no point being a hyperbreather.

*Dingdong* * Dingdong*

It was nighttime, close to 2 a.m. in the morning. Jack heard several calling bells in his apartment.

With ruffled hair, he casually opened the door. Munich is one of the safest cities in the entire Europe, so Jack was not overly worried.

Opening the door, Jack saw a girl, 16-17 years old, extremely gorgeous and wearing pink sleeping pajamas; her eyes were still sleepy.

"Jack, there are two people downstairs, almost disturbing the whole neighborhood, calling your name at every door of our building," the girl said. She was still sleepy and a little annoyed.

" Yeah? Who are they?" Jakc was also sleepy and annoyed.

"How would I know? Just get to downstairs." She took Jack's hand and pulled him downstairs by force.

After reaching downstairs, Jack saw two drunk people, and he knew both of them.

"Emma and Yana? What are you doing here?" Jack was confused, seeing two drunk women; both of them were from his class.

"Jack, hehe, Yana here was saying she loves you." Emma was drunkenly leaning against Yana, who blushed hard and was also very drunk.

"Look at yourself," Jack, who didn't like alcohol and alcoholic people, pinched his nose and took a step back.

"Both of you, we'll call cops for disturbing the neighborhood." The girl who pulled Jack down this time was angry.

"They are my classmates; this blonde girl is my friend Emma," Jack, pinching his nose, said.

"So Jack, What do you say? Yana and you? You'll look perfect," Emma said happily.

"I am his girlfriend; now get the fuck out," Theresa angrily said.