(Trei)
“YOU LOOK stressed,” Zero Suarez comments as soon as he enters my inner office in the student council office.
“And you look happy about it,” I answer irritably.
I am lying in the long couch and I don’t have any plans to move just because he arrived. I just finished a pile of paperwork for the student council and written reports for a few of my school subjects. I usually have more daily tasks than what I have been doing for the past week yet I feel drained. I never felt drained before, even when I have to sit through a few hours of dinner with my parents and their cronies. Not even when I was forced to attend private parties with my parents, whether it was a political event or a business event.
“Are you not going to eat lunch today? I came because Rein
