Chapter 17: Failed Attempt

"Trust me, I have never hated my cold this much before," Zane complained. "You say that every year when you catch a cold." Leon rolled his eyes and placed the note copy he brought for Zane on his desk. "Because it's a nasty one, and it stays for more than a week. Not to mention how I get a red nose like a joker—" "Stop whining. One would think you're a lovestruck girl who's missing out on her date," Leon remarked and sat on the chair in Zane's room. Noticing how Zane fell silent, Leon narrowed his eyes at him before a realization hit him. "Oh, my gosh! Really?" Zane pursed his lips and nodded slowly. "Damn, bro. Finally you managed to get a date with the girl you like," Leon chimed. "You make me sound like I have never—" Zane paused. "Wait, how do you know I like Winter?" "You make it too obvious," Leon pointed out. "Do you think even Winter knows?" Zane asked immediately. "Chill, dude. If there's someone denser than you out there, it's Winter," Leon assured. "Ugh, I hate thi