Chapter 4

"Oh, come on, you've already applied to universities. What could you possibly be busy with? You have to come, or don't call me your friend anymore."

At five in the afternoon, I arrived at the restaurant's private room.

I was about to knock, but my hand paused.

Not because I was nervous, but because I heard my own name.

"...That night, when you danced the first dance with Leo, weren't you worried Ethan would get jealous?"

Leah's voice carried a laugh, and a careless indifference: "Worried about what? I fully expected it."

"He needs to be taught a lesson for…