Chapter 18
It took me a while to process what he said. My smile slowly faded as I watched his car drive away. I couldn’t chase after it anymore, and I couldn’t ask if he was serious.
I pouted as I walked toward my next class. Would he really throw it away? Wouldn’t it be a waste if he just threw it? I didn’t even know if it was true yet, but I was already feeling regretful.
After class, the grumpy man was waiting outside. He was wearing glasses and had his arms crossed as he leaned against his car. Black pants, white T-shirt, and a denim jacket. As usual, he was wearing his gold personalized bar necklace. I would sometimes play with it whenever we were sitting beside each other. It hung down to his chest, and I always liked touching it. When he was in formal clothes and teaching, it wou
