You Can't Even Handle Your Man

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"So, did you plan to return home? I do." Arya asked me and replied while munching a shortbread cookie in its pack in such an enticing way that even if one doesn't have an appetite to eat, one will be hungry.

I knew why she had brought up her question. Today is Saturday, which means there's no school. We only have a few hours of optional day lessons, and as a result, the majority of the students were absent—the majority of them have gone home.

I parted my lips to give Arya a reply, but before I could, she interrupted with a mischievous Cheshire cat grin on her face. Arya winked at me with a flirty gaze and played with a strand of her hair. "There's no need to respond. It's written in your eyes how much you miss my brother. Both of you will even resort to meeting in the school head office because you can't keep your hands to yourself." She articulated and grinned mischievously. Completing