"Haaah, damn, I'm late."
Grumbling under my breath, I made my way to the open stadium where all three first-year classes were gathered.
[You took more time getting ready than a girl and still expect to arrive on time?]
'Shut up, idiot.'
Sneaking my way through, I located my class and headed towards them, making sure to avoid Lauryn's gaze.
The stadium buzzed with excitement, filled with the sound of students gossiping.
As I approached my class, I felt someone watching me.
Glancing back, I caught a pair of crimson eyes staring at me while she conversed with the girls around her.
Shyamal...
What should I do about this girl...
[....Her hatred hasn't diminished one bit.]
Yeah, and it won't diminish until she kills me.
And No matter what happens, I refuse to die at her hands.
