As soon as they got out of the venue, Eve grabbed Aya and they dashed away. When they are quite far from the venue, they both sat on a concrete bench, panting.
“Why do you have to drag me so fast like something is after us?” Aya asked her best friend.
“Well, more like someone is after you,” Eve said and Aya furrowed her eyebrows.
“It’s because I saw Aaron looking at you as if contemplating if he was going to approach you or not,” Eve told her.
“Why would he look at me? What does he want?”
“By the looks on his face, I said he wanted to talk to you.”
“About what? We have nothing to talk about,” Aya said.
“If you are curious, want us to go back and ask him yourself?” Eve asked in sarcasm and Aya gave her a deadpan look.
Eve then raised her hands in surrender.
“So, on a different
