Honestly, I had already missed the ideal moment to join the conversation. Normally, I would just join them, but for some reason, I felt it would be awkward now, even though they didn't know I was listening. That didn't change the fact that I knew I had overheard them.
So, I stayed seated a bit further away, listening to the conversation. For some reason, I felt like a stalker, but to be honest, I was just waiting for a good moment to approach, as long as the conversation wasn't in an awkward spot like it was a few seconds ago.
"Speaking of which, Noah is running late. Did something happen?"
Ellen commented. Ilya briefly lifted her head; she didn't seem to be looking at anything in particular, but unfortunately, that ended up being in my direction. Our eyes met, and Ilya looked surprised, her mouth slightly open, but she quickly closed it. Then, she began fidgeting in her seat, unsure of what to do.
