It was kinda stupid of me to think of what'll happen to him when his dad sees the picture, rather than think of what mom would think of me when she sees the picture.

He didn't seem bothered about it but he didn't talk to me throughout the day.

The one time I bumped into him, just when I'd finished lectures he just stared and left.

I expected him to annoy me as usual even though I hated it whenever he does that, it felt weird.

I sighed as I walked across the hall and for the first time, it was empty.

Then I was ambushed.

Arms around me tugged...