Jamal's POV

"What do you mea...."

"Don't pretend like you haven't been thinking about me since the last time we met," she said, "I can see the nervousness in your eyes," she added as she leaned her face closer to mine while standing on her tippy toes. I quickly recoiled. Any further, and it'd have been a kiss.

Ding!

Finally, the ordeal was going to be over. The doors were about to slide open and I braced myself to get the hell out.

"Stop pretending like you don't want me!" She yelled.

Affirmative. She's crazy.

"I would advise you to get some medical attention," I said as I slowly walked...