"You got a leaf stuck on your hair". Jeff seid.

Like that the hell.

"Huh?". I mumbled, still trying to understand what he had just said.

"There's a leaf stuck on your hair". He said once more, and with that…. He brought his hands forward and removed the small leaf.

'That can't be right?'. I asked myself.

Jeff helped me to stand up properly, but it just seems like I'm going to lose my balance anytime soon.

"So where are you taking me to?". He asked, and his question startled me.

"Huh?". I mumbled because I still can't wrap my head around it.

'Was it because of the leaf that's...