We pushed and pulled over the breakfast several times, attracting the attention of classmates in front of us who couldn’t help but turn around
to look.
Their faces couldn’t hide their shock, as if surprised that someone would actually sit next to Liam and talk to him.
As the bell for class rang, I simply grabbed Liam’s hand, put the breakfast in it, and softened my voice to say quietly: “Come on, skipping breakfast is bad for your health. I brought this specially for you. Just take it, okay?”
I’m quite good at acting coy. Sure enough, Liam froze when I held his hand, reacting as if he had been electrocuted. This time he didn’t refuse, but he put the breakfast at the corner of his desk, seemingly with no intention of eating it.
I sighed internally, thinking there would be more opportunities in the future.
However, I had only come three times before Liam grabbed my arm and cornered me in the hallway.
If I had to describe it, he was like a small beast whose territory had been invaded, bristling with all his spines to warn me: “What exactly do you want to do?”
If it were someone else interrogating me like this, I would have been scared away long ago. But it was Liam, those dark eyes staring intently at me, beneath the surface of annoyance was an almost undisguisable confusion and fear. I didn’t understand, but I felt sorry for him, so my mouth moved faster than my brain: “I just kind of like you. Can’t you like me back a little?”
Liam let go of my hand.
The next second, he suddenly smiled.
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Liam let go of my nana.
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The next second, he suddenly smiled.
This was the first time I had seen him smile. It was very attractive, making me dizzy. If I liked Liam five points before, from this second on, I can guarantee this liking had shot up to seven points.
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But his smile wasn’t the kind of bright, happy smile. Instead, due to his personal aura, it seemed somewhat gloomy. He walked towards me step by step, the height difference making me involuntarily back up a few steps until my back was against the wall.
I have to say, at this moment, he was much more vivid than his usual calm and indifferent self. It seemed that this was the real him, having torn off his disguise.
“Do you know what consequences saying those words might have?” he asked.
