Good thing

As soon as the driver parked the car in the parking lot, Hayden picked up his bag, alighted from the car, and made his way toward the library.

At the front of the library, Justin's head was lowered, and his eyes were fixated on his wristwatch as if he were taking a glance at the time.

Upon hearing an approaching footstep, he raised his head, and his calm expression changed when his eyes landed on Hayden.

A smile lit up on Justin’s face, and he began to approach Hayden. "Hi, Hayden," Justin called out in a low, gentle, and fond tone as if he were calling a lover.

Hayden held onto the strap of his bag tighter. He indifferently responded, "Justin."

Suddenly, Justin broke into a smile, extended his hands, and engulfed Hayden in a hug. "Missed you." He whispered and confessed into Hayden's ear.

Hayden's expression changed, and he quickly separated from him. He hissed coldly, "Don't…"

Justin pressed his lips together, wrinkled his brows, and stared at Hayden with infatuation vivid on his fa