He scratched his head as he averted his gaze from Kristel, and his cheeks reddened. Kristel, confused, stared at him with a big question mark of why.
"Are you going to tell me?" Kristel was not in the mood to wait for his answer.
He took a deep breath as if something was too hard for him to say.
"Seriously, Demitri? Are you gay so you can't say that?" She was losing her patience.
"I want you to help me be friends with Erania," he said, looking in the other direction at his side.
After all, that's all the help it wants, and it's hard to say. Prideful! She uncrossed her arms. "Sorry, if you want to make friends with her, you need to go with her and simply say, can we be friends? It's easy, like eating an apple," Kristel answered. She turned her heels, and walked away, lea
