The masked senior

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Emrys leaned back on the window, his eyes rested on her lazily. He then looked outside quietly, taking his time to answer her.

Elva kept sniffling and wiping her tears, her stupid eyes has stubbornly refused to stop tearing. She wondered when the masked senior got here. Was he here to laugh and mock her as well?. She bit her lower lip looking at his side view, his black ink hairs dancing to the wind, scattering on his forehead.

"I was always here." He finally answered calmly. Elva felt angered and scoffed "Oh so you are stalking me too now? Are you going to gossip about me to your fellow bastards?" She blurted in so much rage, not even caring what she was saying anymore.

Emrys sat up properly facing her with a frown, his cold eyes fixed on her moisty ones, she felt like a cold wind hit her because she trembled upon his gaze, deadly stare.

"Broken girl, you are invading my privacy and accuses me as well?" He said, crossing his bulging hands on his chest, sitting in a calm