Anastasia’s POV
“Hi.”He muttered almost a whisper before flashing his smile at me, which was a bit odd and uncomfortable. It seems he hasn’t had a good sleep these past few days with the black bags surrounding his two eyes, however, he still looks good anyway.
“What brings you here? Come in.”
I asked and motioned my hands to get inside. There’s no way I’ll be rude to him in his situation. Besides, we’re not at school to pretend, no one will judge me here.
“T-thank you.”Even his voice broke, which is very unusual for the Dylan I knew.
“Take a seat,” I answered instead, pointing to the small couch.
I haven’t thanked him before. Maybe I’ll ask him if he could lunch here, right?
“I’ll just prepare our lunch.” I saw a hint of shock at the same time as amusement in his eyes. He’s probabl
