Dominion High.
Right after completing two exam papers, the whole school resumed their rowdiness and students stomped out of their class toward the cafeteria.
Crack…
Hitting his fist against his palm, Miles' lips stretched slightly, revealing a small smile the moment Britney—who had been glancing at him more frequently than normal—got up with hesitation in her steps and walked toward the door.
'Well, look at that. She hasn't been sleeping well, it seems.'
Despite knowing what Britney wanted and the fact that she hesitated due to his nonchalant attitude ever since what they did on the excursion, Miles didn't feel the need to engage with her. He wasn't the one who actually needed her, and he especially felt irritated by the pride in her bones that kept her from asking him.
'At the end of the day, it's all about priorities. But who knows if it'll be too late by then.'
