STEPH's POV
Finally, after two hours, we have arrived at their house. He parked his car in front of their gate, then he jumps off of the car first before me. I was astonished to see the image of their house. Wow, huh. This jerk is rich, huh. It's not obvious, because he looks so very simple.
"Let's go?" He asks me.
"Okay," I reply. It
"Okay. Give me your hand."
"What?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Give me your hand." He repeated.
"And why?" I ask in confusion. Why would I give him my hand? What for?
"Tch. We should hold each other's hand."
I raised my eyebrows at him. "And why do we have to hold hands?"
"Are you crazy? How can mum believe that you are my girlfriend if we don't hold hands?"
I scoff. "Ah??? So, are we going to pretend to be dating?"
His eyebrows raised in surprise
