Lisa POV
I glanced at Ron, who was just staring at me, waiting for my response. I didn't want to reply to anything at all, but I had to. When I saw Ron and Milla sitting, I knew offering help would involve me with Ron, which wasn't a healthy thing for me.
I can't deny anything when it's me who gets myself into these situations. It's not even totally ridiculous.
"I'm waiting for your reply, even Milla is getting late because of you, Lisa," Ron commented.
I looked at Milla, who was confused and concerned as she looked at me. I didn't know her well enough to judge her, but the way she was rubbing my back and standing by me, even when she was closer to Ron than me, was really commendable.
I was glad I offered her help. She wasn't a bad person to be with. Better than the classmates we have
