Natalie's pov
“What are you doing?”
I jumped so hard my pen rolled off the table. Looking up, I found Kian standing beside my chair, one hand tucked into the pocket of his hoodie.
“Y..You enjoy sneaking up on people?” I muttered, pressing a hand against my chest.
“You seemed busy,” He shrugged.
“Kian, I almost died. You stupid boy!” I scolded, breathing heavily.
“Nah, you would've survived,” He said with a roll of his eyes. I looked at him scornfully, wondering if he was worth a response.
“You are hell bent on being a pain in my ass, to be honest,” I noted, turning my eyes back to the pages, discreetly pushing some underneath the others.
“Mmhmm, you talk too much to die quietly,” he said matter-of- factly.
I rolled my eyes so hard they nearly detached.
“What do you want?” I aske
