Rein’s POV
The clock on the wall seemed to mock me with how slowly it moved. I slumped in my seat, letting my forehead drop onto the biology textbook in front of me. How was it possible for a single class to feel this endless? My stomach growled lowly, reminding me that lunch was just around the corner—if the bell would ever do its sacred duty and ring already.
I thought about him again.
Hunter.
It had been almost two weeks since the night he kissed me in front of my house. Almost two whole weeks since he made my heart race and left my brain in a puddle of mush—and then vanished.
I tightened my grip on the pen.
He had promised to see me the next day, remember?
He said it so softly, so confidently.
Liar.
Maybe he had a girlfriend, after all.
I mean, look at him. A guy that gorgeou
