{Viktor’s POV}
As we walked slowly down the hall, I couldn’t help but notice the deafening silence between Adrien and I. He wasn’t usually too talkative with me, but this, this was just odd. “Adrien, nothing happened with Clara.” I began, looking down at him over my shoulder.
He looked anxious, nervous even, before his face changed, into that of anger. “And nothing is going to happen between the two of you!” He snapped, glaring up at me. “I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing Viktor, but you’re going to leave my sister the he** alone.”
I paused, stopping in my tracks, a cold glare flashing across my face. “That isn’t your decision to make Adrien.” I said lowly, before turning to look at him. “I’ve already made up my mind.. Clara is mine, and you.. will not stand in the way. D
