“And that is for my report. Thank you so much for listening.” I picked up the papers on the table and got off the mini platform. I no longer listened to what the prof was saying, and I went back to my seat. Fiero approached me, who was in the back earlier.
“I already talked to the tattoo artist. Do you have your design?” He asked me, and I approached him to whisper.
“I have the design, but I can still go home when my father finds out that I got a tattoo. He might reject me even more.” It grabbed my hand and we were stunned to whisper as our classmates looked on.
And that is for today, Mr. Avignon. I know that you and Miss Lopez are dating, but please stop flirting when I am discussing some things here, okay? Our professor promised us the malice promised by our professor, and I averted m
