Favorite is a little over the top

Hesitation to seemingly simple questions was something he always frowned upon. This was nothing more than allowing second thoughts or fear to invade into the mind. The stuttering that could follow, also added flame to the already crumbling patience.

Knitting his brows, he shook his head. Considering this as another wasted opportunity, if Lank didn't meet him up at the library.

"You don't need to explain anything." He replied coldly, looking to the left side where all the other students stood.

"It would do you all a favor if you don't mention anything that had transpired here, we wouldn't want a rumor of a certain stench coming from this department, am I right?" He gave an eye shut smile.

"Did he just low-key threaten us with–"

A hit to the side stopped the male who had wanted to whisper the rest of his question to his friend.