He stares at me all the time, that it takes for me to reach him. He's standing as a statue and he doesn't even blink. As I stop at a safe distance, he finally shifts a little. »I didn't know you were going to be here,« I remark, reaching at the fountain for a cup.
»I suppose you would avoid me, if you did know,« he says in the same emotionless tone, as I do. I stiffen a little, furrowing my eyebrows as I turn to him, shaking my head.
»I wouldn't avoid you, why are you saying that?« I ask, trying hard not to give away, that his words hurt. He shrugs nonchalantly. I bite my lip. Did I mess everything up again?
»Our detention begins at five o'clock today. We begin at the Dining Hall,« he informs me, completely ignoring my question. I just nod. What else am I supposed to say to him
