"Damn, what was that?" Coco groaned as the hairs on the back of her neck and her arms raised after a cold chill went down her spine.
"What's wrong?" Sinclair asked, his eyebrows furrowing in worry.
"I don't know." Coco mumbled, blinking as she looked around the hunter guild's lobby for a possible cause of her unexplainable shudder. "But I felt like I was being subjected to something I don't want."
The hybrid raised an eyebrow at her explanation, feeling slightly curious, but confused.
"I don't know, okay?" Coco sighed, exasperatedly. "I just felt like people were talking about me behind my back and were planning something bad."
Myra and Lukas who were standing on her other side shared a glance before they turned to Coco who was still frowning with her arms wrapped around herself, her identification card dangling carelessly between her forefinger and thumb.
