King Bully.

The next day.

Tyler woke up from sleep, took a shower and picked out a suitable cloth for the basketball training he was about to have with his buddies, Simon and Lawson with a few others on their team. He used a comb to style his fade haircut that was messy into a neat one.

After Tyler was done with that, he dropped the comb and took his phone, leaving the room entirely. Holding into the doorknob and opening the door, he got startled on sighting the lemonade-stained shirt that he gave Wren last night to wash.

Right in front of him stood Wren with her hands above her head and Tyler's shirt in her hands with her head bowed, she couldn't afford to meet his gaze. This girl is really a weird one, thought Tyler to himself as he just couldn't comprehend what type of person Wren was.

She was a weird one and not a lazy one at least. Wren washed the shirt faster than he thought she would. She would make a good laundry girl.