"You're not coming back, aren't you?" I hastily stood and turned to the person who's glaring daggers at me now. I couldn't utter a word. His calculative eyes were reading every inch on my body.
"I'll take your silence as yes. The show there at the dorm was a goodbye show. You're not planning to see us anymore," He was like reaching conclusions from my silence. And I still couldn't talk. I couldn't even nod or shook my head, denying it. "After letting you in! They'll be hurt when you disappear or when you act one day like you don't know them," He barked hard to the point I flinched. He was furious, and he shouldn't be that angry. It makes nonsense. Knowing his character, he should ignore me and be the one that'll act as he doesn’t know me when we meet.
"Why so dramatic, Noah? You know me
