His Little Crybaby

9

Not wanting Leon to look down upon me, I sat upright.

When he spoke to me, I shivered reflexively.

Leon couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong? I won't eat you. Come on, don't be like this."

He tapped my desk with his finger.

"Can you share your English textbook with me? I forgot to bring mine."

I was speechless.

I moved the textbook under my arms closer to him.

Although I sucked at my studies, I took good care of my learning tools.

The English textbook was carefully wrapped. Actually, I had never let the boys in my class touch my books before.

Apart from the fact that it was a new book.

However, when I saw Leon's hand with its distinct knuckles turning the pages, I found it so pleasing to the eye for no reason.

He rested his chin on his hand. His eyes were so beautiful when he smiled that I couldn't help feeling jealous.

"So beautiful!"

Leon is obviously talking about the book.

But why was he staring at me?

When I met his burning gaze, I hurriedly turned my head.