**Zev's POV**
Ever since that night when I, Zev, almost killed our guardian, I noticed she has been really avoiding me.
The other day at the dinner table, she was asked to serve me, and I noticed how her hands trembled as she put food on my plate.
“Gosh,” I ruffled my hair in frustration. I couldn’t get the image of her pleading for me to spare her life out of my mind.
Suddenly, I heard a whistle sound, pulling me from my thoughts.
I turned to see Coach looking at me.
“Rodger, get your head in the game,” my coach yelled before tossing a basketball to me.
I caught it with one hand.
Looking up, I saw a lot of students in the basketball courtyard cheering. Some girls even had signboards that read “I love you, Zev,” making me sneer. If only they knew the real Zev.
I proceeded with the
