The next day, Ivory noticed that Sigmund was quieter than usual. As they walked into the academy's hallway, she poked his side. "Sigmund… Is there something wrong?"
He did not respond and just continued walking ahead.
"Uhm… Sigmund? Please tell me why you're in a bad mood…" this time, she poked his toned arms multiple times until he got annoyed.
They stopped walking and grabbed her hand. He said, furrowing his eyebrows. "Stop. It's annoying."
"Sigmund… Did I do anything wrong?" she said in a worried expression.
"We should turn them in. Those three are just tricking you! I heard them last night... They are not sincere in their apology, and they're just going to use you."
Ivory knew Sigmund would not lie regarding that matter. She sighed. Deep inside of her, she wanted to make amends with the three. "It doesn't matter… Let them be…" she gave a subtle smile.
"Seriously?" He raised his brow.
She nodded at him, "Come now, I'll be late in class," and she walked ahead of him.
