“Uh…”
Seb absently looked up at the vague sound his friend just made. Lewis was standing over Seb’s desk, looking down at him with his bag already slung over his shoulder. Around them, people were milling about, preparing to head out of the lecture hall.
“What’s wrong with you…?” Lewis continued in a slow, weirded-out tone, deciding not to wait for Seb’s eyes to focus entirely on him before speaking.
Wondering what he looked like to make Lewis stare at him like that, Seb averted his face and hurriedly packed his things to leave.
Earlier, after power-walking with Ainsley to get her to her first class on time, Seb returned more than an hour later to pick her up and walk her to the next one.
He did that even though he had his own first class to get to. As a result…
“First you arrived la
