The Best of Tomorrow - Chapter 13-2
Chapter 13 – Part 2
“Really?” When I put my hand on my chest and asked with a completely clueless face, my head was pushed back.
The yellow haired guy pushed my forehead with his index finger and shouted threateningly, “Why are you pretending not to know?”
“What’s wrong with you?”
I bowed my head with my hands clasped together politely. If I had a whistle, I would’ve blown it. At that time, a soccer ball rolled into the alley.
