I've never seen my instructor wear his heart on his sleeves like this before.
A bit taken aback by the way Alexander looks at me with an affectionate gaze and smile, I can only sit there and stare back at him in silence. When he stretched his arm out a second ago, I really thought that he'd be patting my head again just like what he often used to do.
But then, Alexander went to stroke my face this time, his thumb brushing the area near my bandage. I must have worried him so much that he'd be reacting like this once we saw each other again.
"I'm so sorry for all the troubles I caused you, Sir. You also might've been through a lot," I begged pardon to which he only chuckled a little in reply.
"And you're still thinking about others at this situation?" he blurted out incredulously, lifting a brow.
