WREN'S POV
"WREN!"
I WAS about to enter my house now when I heard that voice coming from the near distance. Yeah, I called it my house already since I was the one living here now, and I thought my grandpa would not be mad if I claimed this as mine, right? He was like giving it to me back then.
I turned around to face someone whose familiar, manly voice came from behind me. It was Brent who was now walking toward me. As usual, he wore his attractive smile. He did not have dimples, though. So as Vhonn. But both of them looked so good-looking.
"Yes?" I said, curious as to why he called me.
"Are you still studying?" he asked when he had stood in front of me.
"Yes." I turned my back at him and got inside my home. "Come on in," I invited him, and he obviously followed as I heard his footst
