"Do you want to come to my house?"
Marco smiled, then nodded. He picked up my tote bag on the ground that I had forgotten even existed. He then took me by the hand, walking towards the end of the alley that I had almost reached.
I frowned in confusion. "Wait... you know where my house is?"
"Yeah, I do."
"How? Don't tell me you've been spying on me?"
"Two days straight," he said, wiggling his eyebrows.
"You're insane."
"Didn't I already tell you? It’s all because of you."
I deliberately just followed his steps. And he really did take the path to where my house should be. He still held my hand until he reached the door.
"Just up to here. I didn’t dig for the passcode," he said.
I punched in the code deliberately without blocking his view. When the door unlocked, I glanced at him, a
