I wanted to punch Kyle Kim’s face. He’s been trying to hold my hand even though I was so adamant in letting him know that I don’t want to.
I hated how I accidentally saw him in a café I stopped over before going to school. I regretted telling Nanette that she could go ahead of me.
“Hey,” he cockily said as he saw me ordering coffee on the counter.
I decided to ignore him and just focused on ordering but when I was about to pay for my coffee, he handed his card onto the cashier. “Use this for her coffee,” he said.
I turned to him, annoyed at what he did. “I can pay for that.”
He shrugged. “I know.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Then why did you have to pay for it?” My voice was almost rising because I am not in the best mood this morning and yet I have to face this asshole.
“Because
