He was shocked when he received a call that she was at his school. He felt an excitement rose in him as he watched her petting a stray dog in the school park.
"Hi," he greeted her as her brown eyes shifted to his purple orbs.
"Hello there," she said, letting go of the dog as she looked at him.
He was dressed in a tight fitting jeans and white polo shirt, his hair was in a bun, his ID still worn on his neck.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. I did not know you would come," he said, sitting beside her.
"You had your car on repair, right? How can I not come," she said, stretching her legs.
His eyes darted on her flawless legs that were visible under her skirt, "I can always take the commute. It's not the first time I will be doing that."
He did not like that she was showing too much skin and he felt like the other students seeing her like this made his blood boil. He wanted to protect her from those undeserving people.
"Why? Are you ashamed of me?" she asked him.
