Ariel Morris looked surprised, "Arlo Seys? What are you doing here? Could it be such a coincidence that you also got detention?"
"..." Arlo Seys' mouth twitched slightly, and he pursed his lips, "My English is quite good, I won't be in detention."
Ariel Morris bit her lip, looked at him mournfully, "Arlo Seys, you really know how to twist the knife..."
This was so embarrassing, called to the office for English remediation and bumped into her dream God Seys, it was a major cringe! Ariel Morris was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole and hide in it!
Arlo Seys' mouth quirked up gently, looking at Ariel Morris' complaining little gaze, his tone turned a bit lighter, "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
His smile was gentle and elegant, like a soft breeze in March brushing across a green lawn, comforting and warm.
