Weekend passed by so fast, and we have class again which Vladimir is not happy about. He really hates weekdays because it means less time for us, so I had to explain to him again that there are only a few more semesters and I will be finishing my bachelor's degree soon so he needs to be patient. And all I get from him is a disappointed sigh.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked Ambrose when I saw him looking at me in a serious way. I have noticed that he has been watching my move ever since that I arrived in the classroom. Even during classes, he still gave me secret glances and I can feel it and see it from the corner of my eyes. And now that we are having lunch, he is still looking at me in a weird way, so I wasn’t able to stop myself anymore.
I put my spoon and fork down th
