Essel’s Pov
Michael 's car was parked outside as scheduled, awaiting my arrival when I stepped out in the morning. I approached the vehicle and entered the passenger seat, where he was already seated. After I closed the door, he started the engine while I fastened my seatbelt.
"We haven't discussed how we are going to execute this plan. What are the details?" I inquired as he merged onto the road. He had left the conversation on hold without going over the specifics of our strategy.
"Essentially, we will act as if we are in a relationship while at school and in the presence of my mother," he replied, maintaining his focus on the road.
"Understood," I responded, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over me. I was concerned about the feasibility of our plan and apprehensive about how others wo
