Jonathan

“You know, I hate every time I go out with you in public.”

“I know. You always say that when we go out together.”

Gemma and Jo were eating at the most popular fast-food restaurant in Ayria, which was about four hundred meters south of the library where Gemma lived. Just a fifteen-minute walk.

The weather is sunny today, giving a pleasant atmosphere to spend with lunch on the seats arranged on the side of the road. Many seemed to have the same thought as Gemma and Jo, as the surrounding chairs were almost full.

Two girls, apparently still in college, whispered as they passed where Jo and Gemma were sitting. They’re not the first girls to intentionally do silly things to get attention.

Whose attention?

Who else but Jo.

“You’re just jealous, that’s all. No man acts like that when he sees you.”

“If there’s one, that would be creepy.”

Gemma picked up a pi