"Emmy!"
A familiar voice called me once I entered the school gate. I darted my eyes at the source of the voice. I saw Cerise waved her hand and rushing to me.
She wore a white summer dress with a daisy pattern. Her round glasses were slipped down on her nose, so she fixed them and walked by my side.
She grabbed my arm and asked, "Where were you? I've been waiting for an hour here!"
"Huh?" I checked my watch, and it showed 7.30, still half an hour before the class started.
"You've been waiting since 6.30? Why?" I asked.
"Because I'm afraid you won't be here when Kristen and I met…." Cerise replied. Her complexion paled when the name 'Kristen' came out of her mouth.
Perfect.
This kind of fear was the perfect tool for me. With just a little push, Cerise wouldn't be able to hold on for so long.
"Don't worry, we're friends, right?"
"Y—Yes…" Cerise replied weakly.
