She let out a deep sigh as she struggled with the bags of art supplies her evil boss asked her to purchase.
She was talking about the silver-haired boy with sky-blue eyes that has hypnotized at least half of the student population in her school.
That devil man who has made her suffer so much. She pouted as she recalled the evil glint in his eyes as he asked her to purchase the items on a never-ending list.
Why was it that he just didn't ask the other members to buy the stuff? He said he has designated different tasks to the others.
She looked at the watch on her wristwatch and wondered how much he would be reacting to her being late. She was sure he already has creases on his forehead even as of now.
She ran walk before bumping into someone's shoulders, making herself fall to the floor.
"Careful, sweetie," she raised her head as a group of boys with tattoos all over their bodies surrounded her.
