Chapter113:

I glanced at my wrist. It has ten minutes to start. What am I going to do then? Stare at him? No way. He would shoot me with his golden eyes.        It took everything in me not to look at him. Instead, I tried to keep myself busy. Unzipping my backpack, I took my maths and notebook out. I just have to survive through an hour. This was the longest time of the day. I needed to work through my feelings around him.         There was dead silence in the class. I opened my maths trying to read the letters. I kept my focus on my book. I’d read the same sentence at least a hundred times. My eyes kept getting drawn to his back.        Someone walked into the class. I thought it would be the professor but I gasped as my eyes landed on him.        "Aidan, what happened to your eye?" I shot on my feet and hurried forward,        His left eye was almost black. His shoulders were sagged, and disappointment was clinging to his face.        "I don't think Martial art is good for me. The best student