-Erick's POV-
"Your project has already started, Erick. My father just told me earlier," said Justin, at one time after we took our lunch. "You can check the places when you got some time, but I think you only need to visit our branch in Olympia City and not all the branches across the States."
We were currently going back to our room for our next class. I didn't answer him, nor even look at him. I didn't talk much since Zachary pushed me away. I felt down and was not in the mood to even take our lunch; my food was barely touched.
"Are you listening, Erick?" asked Justin. "You've been like this since we left the auditorium. Do you have any problem? Or are you still thinking about what happened earlier?"
"Don't mind me. I just don't feel right," I lied, acting as if I was ill.
"Better
