Zeke was surprised to see Jasmine waiting for him when he arrived at his locker. She lit up when she saw him, smiling as she waved. “Hi, babe, what’s up?” he asked as he swapped his books for his next class.
“Nothing,” she replied, shrugging. “I just wanted to walk you to class.” Zeke snorted as he kissed her cheek before closing his locker.
“Well, shouldn't I be the one who is walking you to class?”
“No,” she deadpanned. “I am walking you to class and will fight you on it.”
Zeke nodded. “Okay. You will be walking me to class.”
But before they could walk across the building and to his drama class, Kaito caught up, grabbing hold of Zeke’s hand, who snatched it away as he whirled around to stare at him. And somewhere deep down, he regretted it because of the look on Kaito’s face.
“Hi,
