Luella’s POV
We were in the middle of walking back to the park, when I felt the need to ask him a certain question.
“What’s your na—” my words were immediately cut off when I felt my face hit his back, it was very dark, I didn’t even notice that he stopped walking. I groaned and looked at him—only to realize that he’s already looking at me, I know he’s looking at me even though it’s dark because the moonlight reflected to his eyes. I gulped when I suddenly felt my heart pound.
I don’t know why it’s pounding, and why I suddenly felt nervous—I didn’t even feel nervous earlier when he was mad at me. To remove these thoughts, I quickly looked away and took a step backwards, I then cleared my throat.
He looked at me and turned around. I heard him sighed.
“Look here, we’re not friends, we
