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Chapter twelve
Eugene Ari Darian's POV
After Irene left for the class she said had, I made my way to my new office. It was funny how she blushed at my every word. Maybe she wasn't as tough as I thought.
As I walked, a voice hollered at me and that's when realized I almost bumped into Mr. Hark who stopped me to have a conversation.
"Are you done with the tour? How was it?" He inquired
"It was good, she showed me my office and some other infrastructures. It was refreshing."
"Hope you didn't take too much of her time, she has a test later today and needs to study hard. The lecturer is strict, even I don't like him." His expression looked like he ate something sour and felt the urge to spit it out
"I'm sorry, I don't think I caught what you said." I needed him to repeat it. The shock hit me hard and it felt surreal and I had to make sure I wasn't mistaken
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