Miss You

Evans immediately turned around when he heard the familiar voice.

"Andrea," Evans said.

Andrea slowly approached Evans, who was lying on his bed. She then sat down next to Evans.

"Why didn't you wait for me earlier? I wanted to meet you," said Andrea.

"What for?" said Evans curtly.

"I heard you play games every day?"

"That's normal," Evans said coldly.

"Why don't you play with me too? You don't come to the house," said Andrea.

"I'm busy," Evans said.

Andrea sighed as Evans was like an angry child. She gripped the man's hand that was so strong.

"Evans," Andrea called.

Evans didn't answer. He couldn't move when Andrea's tiny hand gripped him. But he was still angry with the girl.

"Evans," Andrea called again.

Still, Evans didn't budge.

"Then I'll go. You don't want to see me. I'll just go," Andrea said as she let go of her hand.