I gritted my teeth, enduring and enduring, but there was a limit to my patience.
I had Intentionally avoided looking at the person who kept resting his gaze on me, but it was getting too annoying.
And so, with the swift turning of my neck, I faced my left side—toward Edward's direction.
The moment I did so, I could see him turning his head as well, as he tried to avoid my gaze.
'What the heck?!'
Edward had been staring at me frequently, even when we were having Homeroom and I was clueless as to why.
'I'm not about to play this childish game with him!'
First, he sat close to me. Now, he was staring at me. Was he trying to distract me or something? Was this his idea of revenge?
It made no sense whatsoever, and I felt it was just childish. Still, considering our age, it wasn't beyond consideration.
My eyes darted to the second row, on the left side of the Lecture Hall, and I saw Anabelle—Edward's friend.
