“I’ve gotta go.” I said to Ares but he stopped me that makes me confuse on ther eason why he’d stop me. “We are at the same calss right/ Then we should go there together.” Hes aid and smiled at me, tried to put his arms on my shoulder but I immediately avoid him, not because I am shy or because I felt uncomfortable, but becasue, he is not my freidn to touch me nor to out his arms around me.
He just looks at me like he is being confused on why I just did that.
“i am sorry, I am not just used to when someone is wrapping their hands or arms around me.” I said to him and smiled and he just nodded.
While we are walking back to the classroom, I could see that the students, some students that we pass through are looking at us, well, mostly at him, at Ares. Maybe it is becasue they still know h
