Daniel's swift reaction startled Maisie, freezing her in place as she gazed at him.
"Sir? Are you..."
"Are you okay? Does it hurt?" Daniel grabbed a tissue from the nearby table and gently wiped away the blood. "Do you have any band-aids in your office?"
Maisie shook her head.
"I'll go buy some."
"No need." Maisie stopped him. "It's just a small cut. I used to prick my hand often during crafts."
Daniel furrowed his brows. "No!"
It wasn't just a minor cut to him—she was bleeding. It was a significant concern. The needle might not have been sterilized, and there could be germs on it. What if she got an infection?
Daniel's typically calm and rational mind was now filled with vivid imagination.
"It's really not a big deal," Maisie said, feeling a bit embarrassed. "How could I trouble you? Uh... Are you here to pick up Persephone? She hasn't finished her class yet."
"Oh..." Daniel replied casually, realizing he might have overreacted earlier.
Maisie noticed he was still holding her hand and blushed, awkwardly pulling it away.
The two of them stood face to face, the atmosphere growing increasingly awkward.
Daniel decided to break the silence. "I'm sorry for scaring you just now."
"It's alright!"
"I'm here to pick up Sephy," he said with a smile. "I heard she hasn't finished her class yet, so I thought I'd wait in the office. I didn't expect to startle you and make you cut your hand."
"It's nothing."
Maisie reassured him with a smile.
Daniel was upset. Her smile was the same as before, but her gaze was unfamiliar. He looked into her eyes and said seriously, "Ms. Squire... I'm really sorry."
Maisie didn't seem to grasp the significance and continued to shake her head, saying it was okay.
Daniel looked down and noticed a picture on her desk.
She had a sweet smile in the photo, standing beside a handsome man. The background featured a grove of plane trees. The weather on the day of the picture was lovely, with blue skies, white clouds, and warm sunlight. They looked perfect together.
'This man must be her boyfriend, the one she is planning to marry…' he thought.
Daniel took a deep breath and discreetly placed his clenched fist behind his back, trying to hide his emotional turmoil with a forced smile.
"The photo looks beautiful," he said.
"Oh, that..." Maisie seemed a bit embarrassed. "That's my boyfriend."
"You can tell he's a well-mannered young man," he commented.
"Sir, you're too kind. He's actually quite ordinary."
Although Maisie said that, Daniel could see that she was happy.
He smiled, happy for her but also a bit melancholic about her happiness.
The school bell rang, and Daniel snapped back to reality.
Persephone came bouncing out of the piano room, and her piano teacher personally handed her over to Daniel.
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