Wishing I get the situation wrongly, I turned around to see to whom that certain young man’s voice was pertaining too. I hate assuming things, but I have the feeling that he was pertaining unto us by means of saying ‘someone was looking for you Sir Stephen Curts.’ No one was even near us as this hallway was not as crowded as the rest we passed by earlier.
I was about to turn around and continue walking, when I felt the young man’s hand tugged on my bag. He looked at me with a smile. “The captain was already coming here,” he relayed.
Holy freak! What?! The famous Stephen Curts was actually marching to meet some ordinary highschool girls, huh?! Crap! We were doomed.
That was meant to be a pure tease. How come this young man interpreted it seriously and actually called out for th
