7. Playful Ronan?

Tessa's POV

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After that incident at the canteen, we all dispersed with slight shame and hatred in our hearts because our hands were tied. We all knew that even if we fought them we would lose. But my emotions were all over the place.

I hated them, but I couldn't hate the worst person amongst them.

I grabbed a sandwich from the canteen and went outside the hall to eat my sandwich in peace near the basketball court.

I took the first bite of it and groaned as it felt great eating after the long day I had. I thought about how everything went in the last couple of hours. Ronan was and will always be my crush but his tactics to hurt me are running cold. He keeps on torturing me so that it will save him from any further humiliation by anyone else. I could see right through him and his messy ways to hurt me.

I was devouring my sandwich until I felt a huge shadow leaning over me. I peeked up to see the man of honor himself. He was looking at me with an unreadable expression o