Freya Morrison blinked, not yet understanding Eve Thompson's intentions when Eve chuckled, "You are quite amusing."
Lana Thompson: ?
"You don't usually hang out with us, and now, with nothing better to do, you're saving seats for us?"
Lana reluctantly maintained her smile, "Well, we are all classmates..."
"We have sixty people in our major, all are classmates, did you also save seats for the other fifty-something people?"
Lana Thompson: ...
"Have you ever heard the saying? To be overly solicitous must mean ulterior motives!"
Lana was left speechless and could only try to explain, "No, that's not it, I….."
"Oh, I understand now."
Eve. Sherlock. Thompson rubbed her chin, "There's only one truth! Lana Thompson, you're so concerned about Freya. Could it be that… you've fallen in love with her!"
Lana Thompson: ? ? ?
Everyone: ? ?
Lana gritted her teeth and spoke, "No, it is not!"
She gave up, turned, and walked away, "I have something else to do. I'll be leaving first."
