ASHLEY's POV
Dismissal Time.
I am on my way right to the glasshouse. I will be meeting Kevin there.
While I am walking, I keep sighing, and thinking if I should go to meet him there, or shouldn't I for the reason that I'm afraid. I am not ready to get hurt.
[FLASHBACK]
"Ah, Kev? Would you mind if I ask... Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked Kevin after we finished eating our dinner.
He was a little bit shock with my question, and I feel awkward a little bit. Err. I don't know also why that kind of question slipped out on my mouth.
"You're so straightforward, huh." He chuckles. I give him a shy smile.
"Well, I don't have a girlfriend." He answers.
"Ah, I see." I smile at him. So, it means... I have a chance on him?? Oh my god! I'm so happy inside! I should be looking pretty
