Chapter 72: One problem solved...

Wendy's POV.

"Wendy! Wendy!!"

Stanley called loudly but I didn't wish to answer, so I kept moving. All I wanted to do then was get home and have a good rest. I didn't want any unnecessary boring discussions that would probably make me want to shout at anyone.

Leaving May and her friends with the mysterious man's gift was best. Maybe if the person had been present, he would have understood that I wasn't interested in whatever shit he was talking about.

"Wendy!" Stan called, grabbing my hand, but I was quick to pull my hand away and turn to face him squarely.

"What do you want again, Stan? I wanted to go home, and I wouldn't allow you to delay me," I said with a frown, but he just gave me a charming smile that made me slap my head internally.

"I told you we would talk after class, but you ran away from me again. Do you hate me that much?" He asked with a smile, and I just chuckled.

"I don't hate you, Stan. I just want to head home. I have a math assignment that needs all my dedication