(Aya)
IF THE tension between Trei and I can turn into fire, we could’ve burned the whole campus by now. No one wants to look away. No one wants to move even though the speakers all over the campus is already announcing that the sports finals are about to start.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I ask in a tone dripping with confusion and irritation.
“Like what?” he asks coldly even though I know he knows what I am talking about.
“What are you two still doing there? We need to hurry. The finals are starting and we need to oversee the sports in charge to each of us,” Reina says in an impatient and loud voice.
I glance at her. She is already few meters away from us, her hands on her hips and her beautiful face twisted in a scowl. For me, I think. Why are these people
