Just keep it as it is now, and wait for a bit.
Maybe in a few days he'll calm down and won't take it seriously anymore.
Mia Ginger sighed softly, feeling a bit distracted when suddenly her phone in her pocket started vibrating.
It startled her awake.
Mia took out her phone and glanced at it.
An unknown phone number sent a text, "What are you doing?"
Huh?
Mia was completely puzzled.
She stared at it for a while, thinking someone might have texted the wrong number, when another message popped up, "It's Dallas Taylor."
Instructor?
Mia was incredibly surprised, even feeling some unexpected joy, and replied, "In an elective class."
"How have you been lately?" Dallas asked again.
"Not bad."
"Hmm, not bad? It seems like you're not doing well, is something bothering you?"
Mia stared at the sentence blankly, pausing for a moment, then replied, "No."
No?
