Ethan stands in front of me with a boyish smile, flashing his perfect white teeth. He is so tall, maybe 6'1 or 6'2. Because I am already 5'9 and he is taller than me. Alex was only 6 feet then.
Ethan has a plastic bag hanging from his right hand while he has a notebook under his left arm pit and a blue pen tucked in his plane black shirt's pocket. His pale blue jeans aren't ripped.
"Hey", he says lowly.
" Hi. Come inside.", I say quickly stepping aside. I don't want anyone to see him here. He nods and walks in shutting the door behind.
I follow him as he walks to my desk and places his book and the plastic bag on it. The bag I guess contains something to eat. Great if be brought me food. Because breakfast and lunch are the only food I have after coming here. I often feel hung
