Settle your scores

"He... He cares about me?" She stammered, still unable to believe what was just said.

Nix rolled his eyes at the obvious answer. 

"There are so many things wrong with your outlook, and I hope Lank doesn't fall too fast in all of these." He facepalmed, turning around so he could quell his anger.

"I know I am not the best at deducing people's feelings, and neither do I know how I'm meant to go about my feelings. But there's one thing I would never tolerate–lying to me or hiding the truth from me."

The corner of Nix's lips twitched at her self-proclaimed answer. It was not worth dragging the issue on.

'This is Lank's problem, what the heck am I doing?' He thought, punching the wall for wasting precious time.

Turning around, he forced a smile, offering his hand in a truce. The person he needed to settle scores with was hiding in their dorm.