The Story of My Male Escort

12

Unexpectedly, there were many guests tonight.

I told Ivan I had some urgent business to take care of and asked him to return to rest if he couldn't wait for me.

He didn't reply to me. I wasn't sure if he was angry.

It was already ten o'clock when I finished my part-time job.

I returned to school and didn't see him outside the academic building.

It seemed that he had left. I was a little upset, as I had planned to apologize to him.

I walked toward the dorm and saw a figure under the tree on the only path.

The street lamp was dim. The man wore a black woolen coat, and his white shirt was eye-catching.

"Mr. Gunner?" I called out, and the man turned around to walk toward me.

I was intrigued, and I ran over happily.

However, I only managed to see clearly when I got closer. That was my ex-boyfriend, Zach.

I couldn't come to a stop in time and knocked into him.