Still Sulin’s POV…
Dislikes were plastered on their faces as their blabbering continues, occupying the spaces of this dusty hallway. It’s the start of this school year. I’m somewhat thrilled seeing new faces mixed in with the crowd.
Thud!..(sound of something that hit the floor.) —which was nothing more but my book–Oops!
As I bend over to grab it… But saw a pair of black shoes instead, stopped on place where my book was supposed to land.
Slowly looking up, gazing upon this guy. Greeting me with his forehead all knit as a grimace started forming from his lips… As...