When he heard me go out of the bathroom door, he turned to me.
My eyes immediately went down to the sketchpad he's holding. It was mine. My heart beated fast and I have no idea why.
I heard him fake a cough before returning the orange pad back to the shelf.
"Why didn't you joined them out?" I asked, the tension is building between us.
He didn't answered my question directly but I knew immediately why he stayed because of his next words.
"About what happened yesterday, please don't tell it to others. Especially I know that you're the kind who will spread rumors like wildfire," he casually placed his hands inside his pockets.
My jaw dropped. How dare he speak like that as if he knows me more than I do?! And excuse me, he's just asking me a favor and he still had the audacity to insult me.
But otherwise, I became pale. Not because I don't want to do what he wants but he reminded me of that horrific scene he had with that girl.
