Cecilia's POV
After exchanging greetings, I immediately focused on my food, feeling a bit too embarrassed to reach out for dishes. I just kept picking at the food on my own plate.
Under the table, Karl's long legs occasionally brushed against mine. I moved away a bit, but Karl would inch closer, his knee gently bumping against my leg.
In my head, I cursed Karl from head to toe, but on the surface, I tried to remain composed, chewing on my steak in silence.
"Karl, your league is starting soon, isn't it?" Marilyn and Lynn asked.
Karl responded with a nonchalant "next week."
"Do you have confidence in making it into the training camp?"
"It's alright," he replied.
"You should put in more effort," Marilyn paused for a moment and continued, "Dr. Glu called me, and it seems like you've been quite popular at school lately."
I was taken aback, slowing down my chewing.
