ANEW DEVELOPMENT

GREG:

“We need to talk.”

Nicholas’ words resonated like a spell despite the command it holds. I strangely lost my voice and stared at him, just as happy as I was to see him.

I was mad at him. I remember I was. But why? I can’t recur or feel anything except my heart reaping in joy to see him.

He pulled me along, and I followed him to wherever. I heard Frederick’s gasps and one from everyone else in the classroom, but Nicholas was too fast to take me out of the class before I could turn to see their state.

Other students in the hallway didn’t hide their expressions; they hawked and squeaked at our pass. It suddenly became a viral view, and as we walked past each student, they lifted their phones in a hurry to gossip about it on the school platform, which I strictly refused to join.

I regret it now. I wish I had joined. I would’ve known if Larozo had seen my development with Nicholas. He should be aware; that would be the befitting punishment for him.

Having Nicholas with me in thi