"Ouch."

Agneta bumped into and spilled the drink on the clothes of someone in front of her. Reflexively, he immediately took out a few pieces of tissue from the sling bag and cleaned the person's clothes nervously.

"It's okay, Agnes."

The sound immediately made Agneta raise her head, and their gazes met immediately.

"Brother Davero?" he muttered.

"Never mind, it's okay." Davero smiled. "You are alone?" Davero asked, awakening Agneta from her fixation. She immediately looked away with blushing cheeks, then adjusted her glasses.

"Yeah, I'm alone." Agneta looked down because she felt even more embarrassed and nervous. He didn't dare look Davero directly in the eye.

"You want to...