Don't Like Owing Favors

"Even if that was the case, what does that have to do with you?" Lucille looked at the young man's name tag, then called out to him. "Ronald, are you trying to repay me because I helped you out twice?" Ronald turned his back to Lucille and said nothing. It was because... she had guessed correctly. He remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "I don't like owing favors." "You don't owe me anything. I don't need you to pay me back, either." Lucille sat down beside the railing on the rooftop and casually remarked, "There are still two minutes left before class. If you go back down now, you can still make it in time." "It doesn't matter." A bitter smile flashed across Ronald's face. Perhaps he figured that he would never see her again in the future, so he spoke what he was truly thinking without hesitation. "I have already submitted my application to drop out of school. After the school processes it, I will no longer be a student here. It doesn't matter if I am late or not." L