"Mm." Clyde's face was stern, but his ears, hidden from Hannah's view, were flushed red.
He muttered, "She's watching us."
Hannah glanced at the woman who was still smiling at them.
The elevator arrived, rescuing them from their awkward situation.
Clyde didn't care if it was crowded or not. He just wanted to get out of the woman's sight quickly.
Hannah felt the same. They entered the elevator, but soon they realized it was a foolish decision.
It was too crowded.
They were supposed to let go of each other's hands, but they were now stuck.
Hannah was pushed against Clyde's chest, her whole body pressed tightly against him due to the crowd.
Clyde, carrying two large bags, couldn't free his hands and could only grit his teeth and endure it.
Hannah was so soft and fragrant.
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