MY ROOMMATE IS MY EX

CHAPTER 7 END

However, since you're already with someone else, I won't say anything.

"I can tell that Sailub treats you quite well; I'm really envious of him."

"Sorry, I couldn't help but say that. I hope it won't affect our friendship."

I was taken aback for a moment and suddenly understood why Sailub always seemed hostile towards Bank.

When I realized this, I smiled to ease the tension.

"Of course, it won't affect anything. We'll still be friends, and you'll meet someone better than me in the future."

"Hmm, thank you."

Bank smiled, but it was a bit forced.

Sailub probably noticed I hadn't returned for a while and came to find me in the restroom.

He shot a glance at Bank, his eyes revealing a hint of displeasure.

"Why did you take so long?" He came over and wrapped his arm around me, asserting his claim.

"I was just chatting for a bit."

Bank waved his hand, saying he would leave first.

As we walked out of the cinema, Sailub kept asking what I had said to Bank.

I summarized it briefly, and he nodded with a blank expression.

"I knew it, good thing I acted fast."

"..."
......

On the way back to school, I saw oranges on sale at a fruit shop by the road.

Sailub grabbed my arm and said, "Let's buy some to take back, the oranges look pretty good."

"Isn't someone not fond of eating oranges anymore?"

I deliberately made my voice sound strange, and he pinched my finger hard.

"What I don't like is that if I have something, others should too. But if you buy it for me, I'll like it."

"Hmph, how pretentious."

I scoffed and bent down to grab a bag to pick some oranges.

Back in the dorm, Sailub started his routine of asking me to peel oranges for him.

He said the ones I peeled were the sweetest.

I couldn't stand his cheesiness, so I hurriedly peeled one and stuffed it into his mouth.

He purposely bit my finger, grinning triumphantly.

Suddenly, the door swung open.

Benz, holding a basketball, froze when he saw us in a cozy position.

In the next second, he stepped back and checked the door number.

"I didn't walk into the wrong dorm, did I? Or is my method of opening the door wrong?"

I rolled my eyes and quickly urged him to come inside.

Benz scrutinized the two of us, frowning.

"When did you two get so close that you're feeding each other oranges?"

"Uh... it's just normal for roommates to help each other out," I said with an awkward smile.

"So city folks call this roommates, huh? Learned something new."

Benz teased with a grin, and I punched him lightly to keep him in line.

When Garfield returned from the library, everyone was getting ready to play games together.