"Why are you here alone? Don't you have a class?"
Ariana asked the young boy as soon as the unknown lady left.
"I..." He looked away. Eli was not good at lying and he will easily be found if he lies.
"You didn't go." She guessed. "Does your father know?"
Eli shook his head.
"Why?" She asked.
"I'm... not feeling well." He pouted as he continue to look away from her scrutinizing gaze. It was not a complete lie because he truly feels unwell.
"Should I send you to the hospital then?" Ariana didn't mean what she said, then put her hands on his forehead. He doesn't have a fever.
"No." Eli refutes immediately and shook his head to remove Ariana's hand from his forehead. He then went back to the bench where he placed his canvas and continued painting.
Ariana followed the young boy and sat beside him. She didn't say a word and only watches the little boy do his thing.
