Open Declaration

"Hey, you hung up on me yesterday! That's so mean!" Orion pulls the seat beside me, slinging his arms over my shoulder as he pulls me to his chest.

"Is that so?" I brushed him off, noticing him visibly getting upset as he frowned deeply.

"It can't even be called a phone call because we talked for barely a minute. What kept you so busy?" Orion pouts, leaning over the desk as he glances up at my face from his position, lying on his arm.

"Oh... that... Umm..." I averted my gaze from him as I recalled all the massage techniques I was taught yesterday.

Thankfully, the teacher entered the classroom and quelled the boisterous chatters as I briefly glanced at Cain. My heart then skipped a beat as he met my gaze with a gentle smile before greeting the teacher and leading the other students to chime along.