“What are you doing?” Zac asked when he noticed Noah sitting on the floor of the school library, his back against one of the bookshelves as he took quick glances over to where André and Yerin were seated.
He fixed his gaze back on the book on his lap and smiled. “Worshipping Satan.”
“Hmm. It’s a bit conceited of you to worship yourself, but whatever turns you on,” Zac just replied and turned back the same way he came from, sliding himself to the next aisle instead to see André’s table clearer.
They seem to be having so much fun it’s quite ridiculous. André’s never been this interested in doing maths, and yet here they were, watching him as he went through the second book they picked up. Even Yerin looked like she was completely putting her guard down for him.
This was a very strange si
