liked to one-up her, he wouldn’t dare do so in public.
His eyes narrowed at the sound of her laughter.
Or so she thought.
Violet gulped at the look in Park’s eyes. “Err…”
“You just wait when we get back to the dorm,” he said very softly, his words only for her. His eyes caressed her head to toe, staying a little too long on her breasts, enough to have her nipples harden.
Oh my God!
Violet crossed her arms over her chest with a gasp.
“Later,” he said with a mock salute.
“No, wait, Park!”
But he was already walking away.
“I take it back!” she called after him weakly. “You’re not my hero.” But he was already gone.
Chapter Eight
Violet was still worriedly gnawing on her lip, wondering what kind of evil revenge Park had in mind for her, when she found herself surrounded by a gaggle of girls the moment Park disappeared from view. It took her a while to understand that all those questions were about Park.
How did she know him? Did she like him? Were they dating?
Her anxiety came back in full force without warning.
She knew the girls meant well. Common sense told her that, but everything else inside her couldn’t seem to understand it. Violet felt she had been shoved back to the past, and all the girls around her weren’t curious about Park. They were mad at her, like they always were.
The school bell rang, and she couldn’t escape the crowd of her girls fast enough.
The rest of the afternoon went downhill from there. When her classes ended, Violet did her best not to run out of the room. She was overreacting. She knew that. But the knowledge didn’t help. She walked aimlessly and when she found herself in an empty hall, her knees gave out, and she sank to the ground.
Violet took in deep gulps of fresh air, her head spinning.
It was over.
The first day of school was over.
Tomorrow would be different and it would be better.
A pair of black leather shoes suddenly stopped next to her. It made Violet stiffen because she hadn’t heard the slightest sound of footsteps. Her heart sped up to an alarming rate. Oh no! Could she have jinxed it? Was this the trouble she had been dreading?
Violet forced herself to look up.
A gorgeous guy with brown hair and green eyes dark with worry behind glasses was looking down at her. “ Daijoubu ka?” Are you all right?
It took a while to get her dry throat to work. She had been so scared he was…that guy had liked to wear leather shoes exactly like what this stranger was wearing.
But it wasn’t him. Oh God, thank God it wasn’t him.
Violet forced a smile as she pushed herself off the floor, flushing when the stranger immediately cupped her elbow to help her up. She hated this feeling, having to be dependent on someone else. It reminded her of how weak she had been in the past.
Violet carefully pulled away when she was back on her feet. “Thanks,” she mumbled. Her heart was still beating a little faster than usual. It would probably take some more time before the terror inside her would finally abate.
The stranger gracefully let his arm drop to his side, a gentle smile on his face. “You are all right?”
Her cheeks turned a darker shade of red, realizing all she had been doing was stare at him. Violet wouldn’t blame the guy at all if he thought she was stupid. It was that or he’d think she was struck dumb by his looks.
“I’m fine,” she finally said. “I didn’t mean to…it’s…” Violet couldn’t remember being this frazzled and she ended with a weak smile.
He smiled back, but it was tinged with concern and not a little bit of puzzlement. “Are you sure?
His eyes narrowed at the sound of her laughter.
Or so she thought.
Violet gulped at the look in Park’s eyes. “Err…”
“You just wait when we get back to the dorm,” he said very softly, his words only for her. His eyes caressed her head to toe, staying a little too long on her breasts, enough to have her nipples harden.
Oh my God!
Violet crossed her arms over her chest with a gasp.
“Later,” he said with a mock salute.
“No, wait, Park!”
But he was already walking away.
“I take it back!” she called after him weakly. “You’re not my hero.” But he was already gone.
Chapter Eight
Violet was still worriedly gnawing on her lip, wondering what kind of evil revenge Park had in mind for her, when she found herself surrounded by a gaggle of girls the moment Park disappeared from view. It took her a while to understand that all those questions were about Park.
How did she know him? Did she like him? Were they dating?
Her anxiety came back in full force without warning.
She knew the girls meant well. Common sense told her that, but everything else inside her couldn’t seem to understand it. Violet felt she had been shoved back to the past, and all the girls around her weren’t curious about Park. They were mad at her, like they always were.
The school bell rang, and she couldn’t escape the crowd of her girls fast enough.
The rest of the afternoon went downhill from there. When her classes ended, Violet did her best not to run out of the room. She was overreacting. She knew that. But the knowledge didn’t help. She walked aimlessly and when she found herself in an empty hall, her knees gave out, and she sank to the ground.
Violet took in deep gulps of fresh air, her head spinning.
It was over.
The first day of school was over.
Tomorrow would be different and it would be better.
A pair of black leather shoes suddenly stopped next to her. It made Violet stiffen because she hadn’t heard the slightest sound of footsteps. Her heart sped up to an alarming rate. Oh no! Could she have jinxed it? Was this the trouble she had been dreading?
Violet forced herself to look up.
A gorgeous guy with brown hair and green eyes dark with worry behind glasses was looking down at her. “ Daijoubu ka?” Are you all right?
It took a while to get her dry throat to work. She had been so scared he was…that guy had liked to wear leather shoes exactly like what this stranger was wearing.
But it wasn’t him. Oh God, thank God it wasn’t him.
Violet forced a smile as she pushed herself off the floor, flushing when the stranger immediately cupped her elbow to help her up. She hated this feeling, having to be dependent on someone else. It reminded her of how weak she had been in the past.
Violet carefully pulled away when she was back on her feet. “Thanks,” she mumbled. Her heart was still beating a little faster than usual. It would probably take some more time before the terror inside her would finally abate.
The stranger gracefully let his arm drop to his side, a gentle smile on his face. “You are all right?”
Her cheeks turned a darker shade of red, realizing all she had been doing was stare at him. Violet wouldn’t blame the guy at all if he thought she was stupid. It was that or he’d think she was struck dumb by his looks.
“I’m fine,” she finally said. “I didn’t mean to…it’s…” Violet couldn’t remember being this frazzled and she ended with a weak smile.
He smiled back, but it was tinged with concern and not a little bit of puzzlement. “Are you sure?
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