Ethan didn't want to argue,instead, he began to reflect.
What had this system really brought him?
Apart from being labeled a freak, he was just lying in bed, at the mercy of others, without even having touched a woman's chest.
He glanced at Emily again. She seemed flirtatious, leading him by the hand.
But that was it.
The feel of a young girl's silky legs was indeed pleasant, but just touching them, aside from being frustrating, didn't solve the underlying issue.
"Why are you so fixated on me?" Ethan voiced his biggest confusion.
Emily was the most popular girl in school, skilled and well-organized in both her abilities and social interactions.
In his view, there was no way they could intersect.
Life isn't like a novel where love happens without reason.
Emily's eyes twinkled with mischief. "Because you're special."
"Special?" Ethan frowned.
