Dylan just stayed in his room, pressing his phone and playing games. Meanwhile, Sebastian had already gone out to work, even though he had left later than usual.
In the evening, Dylan also prepared and went to campus for his evening lectures. There, he met Nathan, who was already settled in class with a free seat beside him.
As he sighted Dylan, he waved at him, and Dylan walked down to him.
"Did you reserve the seat for me?" Dylan asked.
Nathan nodded with a brimming smile. "Yes, I did."
"Thank you." Dylan said as he took a seat. Then, he proceeded with bringing out his necessities—his book, pen, and a few other things.
Nathan, as he sat there, had his palms sweating. He looked visibly distracted, his mind clearly elsewhere. He bit his lips unintentionally as he sank deeper into thought.
Dylan, who had been focused on his work at first, soon noticed. He dropped the pencil in his hand and asked, "Hey…are you alright?"
