"Aren’t hungry, really?" Latrelle said.

He was staring at me all the time, while I’m eating.

I just ignored him.

"You already ate two bowls of porridge and there are two cups of ice cream coming up."

I narrowed my eyes. "You know, I’ll just pay these. You’re saying too much."

After we took a picture, Latrelle takes me to the eatery in front of our school. We should eat in the canteen but it closed early.

My other classmates also followed. Their orders almost rot. They didn’t even eat a single spoon specially Dessa — my gay classmate. His real name was Dequito but Dessa was his nickname.

But...