Leo Chuma (POV)
“Dude, what are you thinking about?” a young man wearing red from head to toe asked me.
This was the young man who I was close to in Upia. He couldn’t be considered to be my best friend.
Apart from his fashion sense, everything was okay with him. And since I was just a friend, I found it not my business to be concerned with how he loved dressing himself.
“Just thinking about this weird guy, I saw again last week,” I answered with a depressing look on my face.
“Um. Did you offend him by any chance?”
“No, I don’t even know him and yet everything about him just bothers me,” I answered as I clenched my fists just recalling him.
When my friend heard that, he hurriedly sat down across from me and I knew that he was in the melon-eating mode.
“Is it that you are finally no
