Stella got nervous. She took out a self-defense baton and turned a corner quickly. Leaning against the wall, she listened to the footsteps approaching quietly.
One, two, three.
Stella suddenly walked out of the corner and looked fearlessly at the person who was following her. She frowned and said, "It's you? Why are you following me?"
"That..." It was Edwin, and he was caught red-handed. He lowered his head awkwardly, not daring to look at Stella directly.
Stella furrowed her brows. She could tell that he was not attempting to hurt her.
Edwin mustered his courage. "I admire you very much. I've heard many things about you. I didn't mean to follow you. I just wanted to escort you home and leave after that."
Looking at the young man, Stella's lips curved slightly and she said in reply, "Thank you, Edwin. It's very considerate of you. Where do you live?"
