Zada was walking through the corridors after her classes when she got pulled into an empty classroom.
Before she could scream a hand covered her mouth.
"Don't scream. It's me."
He felt her relax in his hold and took off his hands covering her mouth.
She turned around glaring at him.
"What the hell Zahir?" Zada asked in annoyance.
"Uh oh. We just wanted to talk to you before we leave," Zahir said with a casual shrug.
"We??" She asked and turned to see Zi leaning against the desk shaking his head.
"You let him do this??" Zada asked Zi who just shrugged.
"I told him we could message you and ask you to meet us here like normal people do. But then he doesn't like doing things in a normal way. He always have to be dramatic." Zi said, earning a scowl from Zahir.
