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"Eh?! You're on your third year already?!" I overreacted that. Earning glares from the students around us and Mr. Grumpy rolled his eyes again. His fingers ran through his hair, I can even imagine how soft it could be with my touch.
"Why the heck your putting your filthy hands on my hair?" He raised his brow at me and tilt his head to avoid my hand. Oh hell nah.
"Ah! Mosquito!" I clasped my hands and made a loud noise then I sheepishly smiled. Quick thinking, Lisa very good. My inner self praised myself proudly but I felt my face getting hot so I turned back our first topic.
"So you're a third year in engineering already huh? Should I call you oppa?"
"Oh, please no." Psh, as if I will. It would be a pleasure not to Mr. Grumpy.
