Luna gave it some thought and chased after him anyway.
Since she had to face the music eventually, maybe surrendering herself earlier might get her lighter punishment.
"Please, please don't get angry," Luna caught up and stepped in front of Alexander in the courtyard and began to explain slowly, "It's all a misunderstanding. I didn't mean what I said."
Alexander didn't say anything at all. If he could, he probably would write the words "I'm not happy" on his face.
"Please forgive my little mistakes, oh great President Alexander. Please have mercy on little me." Luna clapped her hands together and said, "Please?"
Looking at how she was acting like his little lackey, Alexander suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her toward him. "Which part of me is not doing alright, hm?"
As the ray of sunlight showered on Alexander's face, his already elegant face became even more beautiful.
