"Leanne, have you gone insane?" asked the male student incredulously. Called Minjin Choi, he was a Hill on his mother's side, but his Asian features were more pronounced. "You know it is inappropriate to look at him like that. He can never return anyone's—"
As she listened to every word, Leanne’s eyes grew steadily wider until she raised both hands in front of her and waved them frantically. "Stop, stop, please—you misunderstand!"
Minjin blinked. “…Misunderstand what?”
Now asked to explain, Leanne looked like she was at a loss on how to answer, and in the end, she slowly said, “…You wouldn’t understand…”
Minjin was baffled by her words at first, but soon, his expression hardened. “For your own sake, at least try to make me,” he said in a serious tone.
Given how grave of a misunderstan
