Javier's POV:
"Yeah, we're definitely friends."
Eleanor said, and I could hear the smile in her voice. It made my day, honestly. I'd forgive her for being distracted by her phone while we played chess earlier.
After all, this was Eleanor. Maybe, just maybe, I had wanted to be friends with her ever since I first saw her name in the news years ago.
And now, here she was, still remembering that time I forgot to buy her ice cream. I was about to promise that I'd make it up to her next time and maybe even refuse any of her tips when we heard the conversation about me drifting toward us from just around the corner.
'Wait, what? If he asked me out, I wouldn't say no... Was she... seriously saying this? How shameless is she!'
My face turned gloomy. Her words hit me like a slap, draining the
