Bryan's POV.
"You impressed me, Mr. Enriquez. Good job!" my professor said while shaking my hands.
"Thank you, sir."
"Continue to do the good work," he said before packing his things and leave the room.
Later after, I also finished packing up my things, a man in his 20's wearing an army green colored long sleeves paired with black jeans and white sneakers gently open the closed door and lean on its door frame. He stared at me and smiled.
I didn't bother to pay him any attention and continue to fix myself for the celebration later. I quickly made my way out, but before I could even leave the room, he grabbed my arms, making me stare at him with sharp-looking eyes and let myself go from his grip.
I stroll around the field to look for Scarlet, but then he grabbed my arms once again,
