Next to me, Delia was completely fixated on Andre's face, barely registering what he was saying. Every time Andre looked at Delia, she either smiled at him or appeared flustered. It was starting to give him a headache, so he did his best to avoid looking at her too often.

However, Delia noticed his frequent glances at me and became displeased. She began asking questions here and there, slowing the lesson significantly.

When the class finally ended, Andre let out a slight sigh of relief and turned to me. "Ms. Lanka, the weather is nice today. Do you have time? I'd like to invite you to lunch."

Before I could...