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The same question keeps lingering in my mind. No matter how much I think of it, the more I reflect on myself about another lie I will involve myself in once spoken. Was it worth it? The thing that I hated the most was lying but… why do I keep lying to every person — may they be known to me and are strangers to me.
I glanced at the giant on my side. Anxiousness is obvious in his face — probably because he was not sure whether I will take my chances to spill everything he has been doing at Rydell — as he tries to not pay attention to our conversation. He pan his focus on his salad that he somehow found himself just continuously chewing everything that comes in his mouth without noticing.
On my front, a piercing gaze yet curious eyes are on me. It is full of wonder with the time I am co
