For three days, Alva hadn't shown up for class, and Phoebe couldn't help but worry. She called her phone, but no one answered.
At lunchtime, feeling uneasy, she decided to go to Alva's rented apartment, but no one was there either.
Just as she was about to leave, a man suddenly appeared behind her.
Startled, she jumped and turned around, finally seeing who it was.
"Are you trying to scare me to death?"
Werner crossed his arms, smirking mischievously.
Phoebe didn't feel like wasting words on him, so she turned to leave. She had always seen Werner as nothing more than a playful troublemaker.
"Sweetheart, it wasn't easy finding you..." Werner teased.
Phoebe stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him.
"Stop being gross. My name is Phoebe."
Werner frowned, clearly displeased with
