After their training was over, the two of them were ready to head back to their rooms.
Ning Xiaoyu walked a step closer to Damon than she had before, a small but noticeable change.
The walk was completely silent until they reached the corridor outside their rooms, and Ning Xiaoyu came to a halt.
She watched quietly as Damon opened his door and entered his room, and just as she was about to turn around, something ignited in the dark gaze of her eyes, and she walked into his room before the door could close.
"What—" Damon had no time to even begin his sentence before the girl spoke.
"I want you to train me..."
Damon blinked, slightly confused. "We already trained...?"
Ning Xiaoyu didn't reply right away. She took another step forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, speaking only when his gaze could not escape hers. "Train me..."
Her voice now was soft and vulnerable, and this time, Damon knew immediately what she meant.
