Harper's heart was still racing as she stood frozen in front of him.
"You're the same girl from the library yesterday," Damian Blackwood recognized, his voice deep but his expression was unreadable.
Harper's eyes widened slightly. Wait—so he did recognize her? She rolled her eyes.
"Why do you always ruin my day anytime I set my eyes on you?" he asked, his hands slipping into his pockets.
"Me? I ruin your day? You've got to be kidding me!" she snapped back, folding her arms.
Then Damian blinked… slow… lazy… like none of this affected him at all.
"I think you owe me an apology," he spoke, gazing down at her.
Harper Reed then stared at his grey shirt, now ruined, and then back at him. She just didn't want to apologise to this annoying guy who had the worse personality ever.
Then she suddenly had an idea.
