chapter 84-"I sent" milk tea

Karl's POV 

As those figures appeared in my line of sight, they walked away together. My phone slipped from my hand, transitioning from weakness at the start to a gradual tightening grip, with the knuckles almost turning white.

My jaw clenched, teeth biting into the soft flesh of my left cheek repeatedly. 

My brow furrowed slightly, my expression growing colder and more composed.

Footsteps sounded behind me.

The guy said, "Karl, I think I should step back. The teacher wanted you from the beginning."

Monica added, "Karl, I'm really sorry. Let's go back to our original way. You play the piano, and I'll play the violin."

The person standing in front of me remained silent, and the atmosphere grew extremely tense. Monica and the guy exchanged glances, about to continue their conversation.

I turned around, lips tightly sealed, and my imposing figure directly pushed them aside, looking very impatient, striding forward.