"You really do not need to take me home," I said, swinging my bag back and forth while Zeandro is walking ahead of me. "I always go home by myself, what difference is it going to make if I have somebody else to take me home? Weren't you the one who said that you do not want to hear any rumors going around if we were seen together?"
"This and that are different. We don't exactly look like lovers, I know you know that. If you're with Seven right now, I bet you wouldn't be doing that. You'd rather want to leave a good impression," he smirked as I blush. I am quite amazed on how he can just say everything he wants and on how he can see right through me even if we barely know each other.
"Won't you quit mentioning about Seven? You keep bringing him up," I said. Zeandro looks over his shoulder and stopped himself from walking, he then gave me another smirk.
"Does it make you uncomfortable?"
