When I came to the living room, I didn't see anyone old. There was no one there. I just crossed my arms and faced the garden in front of the wide living room. Because there is only transparent glass between it that acts as a wall, so the outside is clearly visible.
Where is the said tutor? He's really making me wait, huh? Face thickness.
When I heard heavy footsteps towards my direction, I didn't immediately look back. I'm sure it's my old male tutor in his spectacles looking like an ancient geek!
"The maids say you're here? Have you been to our house yet, huh?" He didn't answer. So, I decided to face him. "Why aren't you answering-"
My jaw dropped in shock.
"Miss Desire Fontana." I feel like my face has lost blood because of the person I see now.
Wearing a white polo tucked into his jeans, the man I made out with last night is standing in front of me with a familiar smirk plastered on his damn face!
