"It's because I'm weak, isn't it?"
He muttered to himself.
This time his whisper was loud enough to enter the ears of Song Jia, whose hands gripped onto Jidenna's bag.
Her eyes flickered silently, but she pressed her lips together, her gaze on the floor.
Very soon, the hall became deserted, save for a few students who walked here and there, moving to their next lecture.
'I've been stupid lately, haven't I?' He gave out a self-deprecating laugh.
'Joking and playing with issues that weren't playing with me.'
'But—'
'Not anymore.' Jidenna's eyes snapped open, blazing with burning, searing heat.
'I will no longer be passive about it this time…'
'This time, I, Jidenna Agwu, son of Ikenna Agwu will attack!'
He tightened his fist and turned his head in the direction Cheng Yuan and his dogs strode through.
Jidenna stuffed his fisted hand into his trouser, hiding it away from everyone's view.
