Red is my Color

(Camilla’s POV) I stopped momentarily to look behind me when I felt a presence moving. I found Kalel watching me at the door of my bedroom. His hair is all messy, and his hooded eyes tell me that he just woke up from his deep sleep. “You're awake?” I said, turning off the treadmill where I have been walking for about thirty minutes now. “I made you breakfast. It’s on the table. Do you want me to reheat it?” I asked, using the towel to dry the sweat on my face. I glanced at Kalel when I received no response from him. “Uhmm hello?” I awkwardly said, waving my hand on my face to pull him back to reality. He was just staring at me and it’s awkward. “You took care of me,” he said as if it’s not obvious already. I rolled my eyes at him. If he’s going to tease me because of that he better shut up if he doesn't want to leave my apartment with an empty stomach. “Thank you. I thought you were just going to leave me in the street. I’m sorry for the inconvenience I may have caused you.” “If you're