Just as she sat down, a hostile voice rang out. "Is that your classmate?"
Sharon gasped, her goosebumps rising.
She turned to the man sitting beside her, the temperature in the car dropping. "M-Master Leonard?"
Sharon was so shocked that she stammered.
Leonard sat in his seat, his long legs slightly parted. His face was hard as he stared at her with dark eyes.
The tension in the car was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
That was exactly the reason why someone should not lie.
Just look at Sharon right now.
She was so guilty she didn't dare to even look at Leonard.
Usually, if Leonard had personally come to pick her up, she would have immediately lunged into his arms.
But today, Sharon sat ramrod straight, looking at Leonard, still as a statue.
"Was the person with you just now your classmate?" Leonard asked again in a low voice, his feeling unreadable.
"Yes." Sharon nodded and licked her lips nervously, shrinking back into her seat bit by bit.
Leonard glanced at her hands that were subconsciously clenching down on the bag handle. His voice was flat as he asked, "Is he from your class?"
"No," Sharon answered obediently.
Leonard stared at Sharon's pink ears, then turned away and said to the driver, "Start driving."
His voice had deepened even further, making Sharon's heart sink along with it.
...
The car passed by Simon, who was standing on the side of the road. Out of the corner of her eye, Sharon saw him wave at her. Her eyes widened before she caught herself.
"Do you like boys like that?"
The car had been driving for at least ten minutes before Leonard's voice rang out.
Sharon was stunned. She pursed her lips and looked at Leonard.
Leonard averted his gaze, his eyes distant. "Do you like him?"
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