As I caught my breath bending my knees, my eyes suddenly alighted on a figure by the edge of the platform near the lake.
It was a familiar black-haired person.
With no doubt it was Kaleb, I went a bit closer to this person leaning my head forward to see him. It was actually him.
I didn’t make the slightest noise. I stood there feeling annoyed as he had literally made me run for nothing.
Also, seeing how Kaleb was, I wondered why he looked that way. His position said sad. The way he sat with his legs folded made him look like a child who had just been abandoned by his parents.
I did not feel pity for him and wasn’t expecting myself to. All I wanted was to confront him and bellow out my anger. I would ask him why he chose to make me worry. I would ask him why he didn’t head back home
