Ryan was standing outside my class when I came in for school the next day. He looked so worried. Actually, he’s sent me ten texts last night that I just ignored because I want to reject him personally.
“Hi,” he beamed at me when he saw me walking towards the classroom.
I smiled weakly and looked around first. It’s a good thing that there are not a lot of students around. Ryan is quite popular and has some female admirers. I don’t want to be the talk of the town when I reject him along the corridors.
“How’s your aunt?” he asked me.
I smiled and sighed. “She’s fine,” I replied.
He nodded and sighed in relief. “That’s good. You think we can visit her later?” he asked again.
I bit my lip and heaved a deep sigh. This is the first time that I have felt nervous about rejecting someone
