I didn’t mind, but when they came back from changing out of their gear, only Nathan returned. I asked where the others went.
“They had to head back to the station,” he explained casually.
I didn’t question it and started showing him around, hitting all the school’s famous spots.
We ended up at the library, where we accidentally stumbled upon a couple getting a little too cozy.
My face flushed, and without thinking, I grabbed Nathan’s hand and pulled him into a nearby hallway to avoid the awkward scene.
There was this unspoken rule: When you saw a couple in a PDA moment, it was always the third party who felt the most awkward.
I glanced at Nathan, curious about his reaction, but he seemed completely unfazed like he hadn’t even noticed.
Then I realized I was still holding his wrist. I quickly let go, fumbling for an explanation. “Sorry, I just… they…”
Nathan looked down at me, his gaze steady. “Why did we need to hide?”
The question caught me off guard. “To avoid the awkwardness…?”
He suddenly took a step closer, towering over me.
Feeling a bit self-conscious under his intense stare, I tried to lighten the mood with a nervous laugh. “I don’t get those two. Isn’t that something you’d usually do, like, late at night when no one’s around…?”
“I know why,” he said out of nowhere.
“Huh?” I was confused.
And then he kissed me.
The warmth of his lips against mine caught me completely off guard. This was a kiss, the kind of thing couples did, just like the pair we had seen in the hallway.
