H a r r y
I have been worried for Jean and I want to murder that Dos for making Jean act like not himself so I told him to call Dos in the middle of our class. It really pissed me off seeing how he was so worried that Dos didn't go to class and contact him.
After that Dos promised not to hurt Jean.
I sighed and played with my pen while waiting for Jean to come back. It was after ten minutes that Jean came back to class and his gloomy face turned into a happy one. I could see how his brows relaxed.
So they already made up? I thought.
I should be happy that Jean wasn't feeling down anymore but I still hated the fact that they already made up. Maybe because I wasn't used to Jean being with anyone except with me.
"He's not going to drive you home?" I asked.
"No." Jean said and he someho
