Xiao clicked his tongue softly.
Not loud enough for anyone to hear—but enough for himself.
Why is he always here?
Every single time.
Without fail.
Just when he finally had Chen sitting across from him alone, speaking calmly, asking for help in that gentle, trusting tone—
Zhou Kai appeared like a summoned calamity.
Like a curse that activated on proximity.
Xiao lifted his gaze and finally took in the full scene.
Xiao lifted his eyes and looked at the table.
Four people sat on the table in cafeteria where only two should have been two uninvited guests, .
Chen sat straight, expression mild, completely unaware of the undercurrent swirling around him.
Across from him sat the new tranfer student , posture impeccable. The boy barely spoke, only nodding when spoken to, clearly trying his best not to be a disturbance.
Then there was Zhou Kai.
Elbow on the table. Chin in his palm. Eyes glued to Chen like the cafeteria, the food, and the rest of the world simply did not exist.
